Elegy of the Bleached Coral

Bleached coral, once a vibrant sight,
now washed ashore, left to blight.
The sand around it eroded and gone,
leaves it elevated, a forgotten throne.

Once it swayed in the ocean’s flow—
an underwater kingdom, a brilliant show.
Now it’s stranded, a sad display,
a stark reminder of what we can't replace.

Its colours faded, the life drained away,
leaving behind a pale, ghostly grey.
The waves no longer caress its curves;
it's now a relic, a memory preserved.

As the sun sets on this lonely shore,
the coral remains, ignored once more.
But let’s not forget what we’ve done;
there’s still a chance to save what's under the sun.