Chemical Weapon

We’re living 
in a pesticide era.
Existence is in poison.

Peasants are persuaded.
Their minds are mulched
with chemical thoughts.

Vegetable gardens are gruesome.
Not green, but 
a toxic shade of death dominates.

Even deep purple grapes 
in the vineyards
don’t tempt birds.

Nostalgic smell 
of cashew blooms
steeps in *Endosulfan.

Flies aren’t extinct, yet
they keep distance
from the fruit stands.

An apple a day 
won’t keep 
the doctor away.

Chemical weapons are widely used.
Corporate target is profit.
Corpses of ethics lie scattered.  	

First printed in The Literary Hatchet.

*Endosulfan is a deadly insecticide.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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November 25, 2018 at 5:12 AM
Very cool Fabiyas, the foods we eat are laced with things we can't pronounce and shouldn't consume. Congrats on your Pushcart nomination.
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