By Ozzy Brown

Beautiful colors as far as the eye can see

The natural beauty of the sea

But, those colors fade give way to gray 

Replaced by the colors that bring the oceans decay

Glittery things and plastic bowls

And all sorts of drinks sweet and cold

These plastics pile, the people scatter them

Because to them Mother Nature matters none

The people of the island tell us

They say that is it money that compels us

But is individual success

Worth the environments stress?

Acknowledging the problems plaguing to world

Is not enough we must do more

Fixing our mistakes is the only solution

We must fight against environmental pollution