at the beach's border I closed my eyes tired not know what to do
lying on the sand decorated with thousands of scattered garbage can only be silent and can only contemplate
fired pine now barantakan unkempt weeds and weeds laughed at me, who just kept silent
cool wind blow now I vaguely feel .. want to cuddle and enjoy but the wind that hit me can not enjoy
my beach is dirty !! my beach is broken !!
look .. think about it .. we are aware .. and do we know what has happened to our beach? save ...
save my beach from junk!
