A poem about Mankind's killing of the world's oceans and seas. |
July, 2003: Marine biologists now report some ninety percent of all the large fish species have been removed from the world’s oceans and seas. Now is the time of last resort… if it’s not already too late! No longer can wish and prayer save the seas from being hurled into obliteration by overexploitation by Man. Thousands of Atlantic fishermen go unemployed as the seemingly limitless supply of cod once enjoyed no longer exists. Will their numbers rebound ever? More and more the answer appears to be no, never … so our grandchildren won’t know the wondrous taste of cod, swordfish, or tuna – what a pity, what a waste. What folly by Man to ruin the ocean’s great grandeur! The consequences of our actions remain conjecture, but removal from that ecosystem of its top animals by overfishing, by polluting with foul, toxic chemicals, by stupidity and greed will pay dire dividends to men. The day may come when we can only remember when … when the seas held abundant life to serve the needs of Man, when the seas were populated by sharks, whales, swordfish, and millions upon millions of fish that always could renew. We’ll rue the arrival of when the now dead seas no longer can feed Mankind, when rampant algae/plankton/weed accomplish the once-thought impossibility of the death of the seas we knew. How shall we answer our grandchildren’s “Oh, how could you?” Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |