Giants in front of me

Not a sight to witness

Towering over the sea

Man-made colossal bodies

Spherical nightmares

Corroded at the core

Poisons like tireless mares

Like a limb gone sore

Imposing figures of 

Chemical infection

For a penny and loaf

It kills all the passion

In a world gone colder

Now under the smudgy breath

Of a lung a thousand times bigger

Bringer of a million death

Surrounded by veins

That carries blood so poisonous

It forces the purest sea lane

Turn into a flood, venomous

Could within just a day

Ah, a design so poor

It takes the chore away

And opens a new door

But puts death on the plate

Nedim Emre Özkaş