If every man is an island and each woman too,
what of rising tides and the oncoming sea?
Icebergs drop into frigid waters releasing their fresh water load
corals bleach and die, damaging encircling protective reefs
plastics pervade our ocean to clog, choke and kill.
A tsunami of ill news, a tempest of emotions.
The tide is coming in,
where is your causeway?
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