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Today I witnessed another crime, that brings tears to granite or lime. I saw the albatross feeding their young, on midway island from what they had strung.

The birds had picked from land and sea, whatever food, their eyes could see. Among their pick was human trash, of every kind, not worth the cash.

The young chicks silently waited, their parents return anticipated. The chicks cried, as they ran out from cover, when their parents above them began to hover.

They opened their mouths, and began to feed, for every bit to death it leads. They closed their eyes, and cried in pain, their bodies shook, as if they were slain.

The birds that once for life had longed, began to sing, their death song. The ones that live, don’t have a clue, that man had spread his deadly flu.

My heart is broke, as I stand in shame, without my honour, respect nor claim. There is no doubt that man is a fool, sometimes compassionate, and sometimes so cruel.

For every crime who is to blame, it’s always man, who would bare the shame. For those of us, that are now aware, is it too late, for us to care?

Saleh Ben Saleh

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