A headline quote:
"Marine Species Extinctions Feared"—
"Undersea life in peril
from profiteering, "
the writer wrote.
Floating dead fish had appeared
in seas polluted sterile.
My eyes were blearing!
Again I read
that terrifying bannerline.
Undersea predation?
Or desert dying?
Warriors dead in endless wars
like fish in toxic brine,
from cold exploitation
and falsifying?
Some won't return:
Those trusting young Marines of ours,
their lonely dead brigades
beneath stones linked.
Mourn with concern
any deaths that greed devours.
Break down the barricades—
or go extinct.
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