There There is Just one ocean on our planet. All of the cleaning chemicals that you use in your house end up in it.
That means that my baby eats "Superclean toilet" flavoured fish.
And so does yours.
There is Just One Ocean on our planet.
All of the pesticides sprayed in field or garden end up in it.
That is why my baby eats fish containing DDT, 20 years after it’s ban.
And so could yours.
There is Just One Ocean on our planet.
All of the rubbish in landfill rots slowly down and dissolves into it.
That means it will poison my unborn relatives, a million years from now.
And also yours.
There is Just One Ocean on our planet.
Every coke can, crisp packet ‘dropped’ on the beach floats off in it.
A snare for every curious creature that looks inside it for food.
Don’t ‘drop’ yours.
There is Just One Ocean on our planet.
The rubbish that goes into it at one side of our big wide world
Can kill me in a multitude of different ways, even if I live on the other.
Be sure it’s not yours.
There is Just One Ocean on our planet.
Man is using it as a bottomless pit to hide all his sins beneath.
Toxic. Nuclear. Anything. Won’t you care that it’s killing my baby…
Until it kills yours?
Poem written by Simon Frogley, then aged 15 years.
Almost three quarters of the world is covered by oceans and seas, but although we think of there being five main oceans, it must be remembered that they are not separate - they all join to make one great ocean. So... whatever happens in one part of that ocean, sooner or later, has impact on the rest of it.