In industry clutch, heated waters dwell,
Maine's lobstermen, now kelp farmers fell.
In shifting tides, ecosystems bend,
A world disheveled, a time to mend.
Once chased the lobster, in depths of sea,
Now turn their hand to kelp's decree.
Times change as ocean's fervor swells,
In heated waters, a new tale tells.
Beneath the surface, their livelihood wanes,
To sea's affliction, no man restrains.
In depth's embrace, the lobstermen yearn,
To days of old, may they return.
