Oil Spills Wrath
Nothing can go wrong
They have it all planned out
But things can change
And people have their doubts
No the animals dont mind
They like dying
They see their friends and family
They hear their pleas and cries
What about the fisherman
What happens to their lives
They cant fish in contaminated water
People will die
So what can we do
It was gonna happen anyways
Drilling holes at the bottom of the blue
People dont make those mistakes
Everything failed
And times slipping by
The oceans a home
Many creatures wont survive
~Brittany Amsden~
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