Ruining lives
Plastic.
To alter one’s image, appearance untrue.
Take control of one’s finance, or does it control you?
Container for substances, so varied, so many.
Buried in the earths crust - worth every penny?
Floating in the etha, microscopic to the eye.
Living in your brain mass, floating behind your eyes.
As common as daylight as soulless as dead space.
Infecting the water, in foods there’s its trace.
Perhaps it’s as human as you are or I?
Perhaps it’s our monster like Dr Frankenstein’s!
Well, we created it and rain brings it down from the sky.
We created a substance that never will die.
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