They took the beautiful,
native, wild,
untamed rainbow of it,
forced it into rows,
indistinct,
cultivated obedience,
made it fruit
only in yellow,
fed it fabricated miracles,
to sweeten the yield,
to choke out the weeds,
to resist its own nature,
all so profit
could fatten the lie,
knowing those who sell it
will never pay
for the crimes.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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👏👏 The whole earth being ruined over the concept of cash. So delusional. All most people want is good food. Great piece.
I wasn't aware that corn is technically a fruit... They did this with so many fruits and veggies, and how much blood sticks to their hands... no one thinks of that when we pack them in our bags...It's good to be reminded sometimes. Great work, Ellie!