I wear an iridescent cape
Of oily feathers around my nape
And though every turn I seem to shine
One thing I cannot do is fly.

I also wear a translucent necklace
But as of late it leaves me breathless.
As I cannot breathe and cannot fly;
There is naught left to do but die.

My friend the fish his home is dead.
The bleached white corals where humans tread,
He seeks to live beyond their clutch.
But there’s nowhere humans haven’t touched.

My friend the turtles’ stomach is littered
With plastics, waste and so much glitter.
His likes to eat jellyfish, shrimp or greens
But sometimes the jellyfish aren’t what they seem.

Before man, we all lived content and undisturbed
But its all gone downhill since you ‘ruled’ the earth
Two fins good but two legs bad
We are just so tired of eating plastic bags.