The water cries out to me,
as I walk alone towards the river,
like I do everyday.
Today, it seems lower than normal,
so that I can see the surprise of the bottom…
In the water I see a reflection
And dirt, snags and rubbish,
A fish ensnared in rubbish.
Save the fish!
Let them swim away!
Nobody fishes here any more.
Too much noise,
Cars and machines,
Rubbish everywhere.
I am scared that no-one does a thing.
We might have it everywhere.
A last breath before I leave…
I wish there was something I could do…