I sit down after handing my father's his drink and sit on floor as I watch the Nat Geo Wild channel on my DSTV. All my young life I wanted to become a doctor but four years ago when I first discovered the channel I fell in love with nature, especially the marine aspect of it. As I sat down, I watched the baby whales swim on the surface of the vast beautiful blue sea while their parents dived for food and the beauty of their care for one another warmed my heart.

There was life underneath the sea too, I mused to myself, just like there was life on earth. A human mother faced the same things that a marine mother faced but the situation seemed different to us because we didn't have gills and couldn't live under water. As I sat there, my eyes on screen, I realized that I was a threat. Just the mere fact that I was human made me a threat to the beauty of the oceans. It is my development that threatens to destroy the beautiful creatures of the sea and the sea itself.

I wonder if there was ever a time when the ocean looked clean, pure and devoid of human touch. Maybe there was, sometime long before I was born, long before the ripples of disaster caused by human intellect. It must have been glorious then for the marine life, to swim, unhindered, in the blue vast ocean. Intelligence lead to the destruction of creation, the definition of beauty has changed from trees and oceans to buildings and statues. The more I grow, I kill the world of nature with my greed masked as intellectual ideas. For my growth and need to make things easier, I realized that I ruin more than I solve.

Somehow, because of what I have done, plastics are not only part of our daily lives but part of the marine life too. I have made them the weeds of the ocean and neighbors to creatures that live in it. It has gone so far that changing what I have done would be harder than causing it. To them, I am the bully, the soulless monsters that corrupted their world without mercy or thought of their personal space.

The people preach about keeping the environment clean, people who are caught loitering the streets could be fined- depending on the area. Yet what is the fine for all the loitering I have done to oceans, or does that not count because I don't live in the oceans. Just for the reason that I didn't want a mess in my home I have pushed it to another.

For now I am the monster they fear and I need to become something else to them. I am not sure if I will live to see this change because it might take decades or centuries to reverse what I have done but I will still like to try.