under the sea-****,
where there are factories,
the seas are covered in red,
Auntie said not to swim in it,

The ***** and the fish,
was told never to touch it,
it un-nerved a 6 year,
bodies were a fear,
I couldn't play with them.

Their eyes were un-blinking
and I suddenly felt death,
their gulls were not breathing
and I started hyperventilating.

My auntie said to communicate
through them as the sea-shells,
could hear them still breathing
but the Ocean wasn't lying
and so I asked my Uncle,
He said straightforward,
they are in one way dead,