The threat is gone
no longer do we see
crude cresting on waves
washing ashore killing dreams.

The threat is gone
toxins unknown dispersed
into water’s moving force
cleansing itself anew,

nature’s balance caught
in the middle of it all
dangling from the lines dropped
spread across to rescue.

Plastic particles already suspended
transform the sub-surface world
feeding nature its poison pill
while tar balls still form to play

and the dead zone
Massachusetts-size
travels the Gulf's ocean floor
killing all entering its door.

The threat is gone
no longer do we see
our world transform itself
one cell at a time.