I walked along the beach,
Oh what a great change I can see,
My childhood memory have been diminished,
No more thick mangroves patch where we use to catch crabs,
Where's the lines of trees, I look around all I see is sand,
Walk down the reef to collect shells,
Oh Lord what happen to all of it,
Dead coral, no more greener seaweeds and shells,
My heart aches to notice all these,
From beautiful peaceful spot to a little dark world,
No more fish swim around.
Tides comes in I noticed a change,
Huge waves with no heart roaring loud,
No more mangroves and trees to stops...