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 © Fabiyas M V | Year Posted 2018
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