trashtopus

Once upon a pile of waste,
Lost, it couldn’t find its place,
Humans tossed it to the sea’s embrace,
How could they commit such a disgrace?

It swayed and swirled, left to right,
Entangled in a clutter, out of sight.
Yet it shaped itself with grace,
With clever head and arms to embrace.

Only awaited, the poor soul,
For companionship to make him whole,
For thousands of years, a vast scroll,
As decay of plastic takes its toll…