The oceans are awash with our debris,
As plastics from our lives flow down the drain
And travel down hewn channels to the sea,
Where laced with man-made poisons they remain.
Through plankton they leach into the food chain,
As fish consume this fouled and tainted meal;
The plastics then cross over to their brain,
Affecting how they move, and eat, and feel.
Until they seep into our souls it is not real.
Approximately 10% of all the plastic that we produce ends up in our oceans (Photo Credit: Rafael Neddermeyer).
This is a Spenserian stanza, inspired by recent research which found that nanoplastics can enter into the brains of