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DAKOTA
CALIFORNIA, US

VERSES

The RED TIDE

I am the outcome of decisions made,  

So a few people can get well paid. 

You want your golf courses to be perfect, green and neat. 

Meanwhile I poison the shellfish you eat.

As the ocean gets hotter and hotter,

algal blooms, domoic acid ensues,

I kill off your precious sea otters.

It’s in your face, the displaced: 

Washed-up dolphins, sea turtles, and manatees.

One by one, I suffocate your vital blue seas. 

Do you need a fertilizer detective? 

You can’t seem to come together as an intelligent human collective.

I am the result of your short-term perspective.