Toxic Sea

In a sea so polluted on a dingy, was a man all alone only one oar left..... the motor has long been gone As he put his oar into the green sludge and brought it out again the paddle was gone, eaten by the green sludge he was floating in He could barely see the shore up ahead through the sickening green fog, crying, "someone please help me escape this hell that used to be home" "Oh God the boat is melting all the fish are aglow and floating Oh the pain" he screams as his skin is melting there is no help for he's all alone.....too late He's already gone there are only bones for We are all victims of our own demise As we sail the now Toxic Sea