Hope Is Moray Eel Green
“When will the destruction end,” he mumbled, locking his gaze on the viridian sea. It was cluttered with plastic when he started the clean-up project. It obliterated the majority of the aquatic life. Coral reefs were disease-ridden.
“Let’s do this,” he said, poking at a plastic bottle drifting past. He tossed it into a large plastic bag. “Ironic, that plastic is used to dispose of plastic,” he sneered.
Moray eel green caught his eye. For a moment hope flickered in his eyes. Are his efforts paying off? Is life returning to the ocean? “Just another plastic bag,” he sighed.