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Oct 2021
First my father
Made the ocean
With his holy hands
And inside the ocean
Lives the marine life
And then my father had
Made the beautiful
Blue sky with some clouds
Also my father made the
Honey bird
With his holy hands
Also my father had
Made the mountains on top
Of the ocean
I  climb the mountain
Every single day
Then may father made the
Human beings
With feelings
And also they are not
Vegetables
Please people
Don’t you dare to
Mistreat the human beings
Also every morning
I glaze into the sky
And I see the beautiful
Honey bird flying
In the sky very fast
The wind helps then to fly
Also when they are tired
They land on earth
And they also fish for food
It is so sad that
The ships had dumped the
Oil on the ocean
Now the ocean is polluted
And the birds are dying
Every single day
Also the fish are dying
And the fishermen
Is out of a job
And they are now on wellfare
The government only gives
The fishermen $350.00 dollars
A month
aldo kraas
Written by
aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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