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Relics of a Bygone Day

Roaming over the wheatfields
     their joints a-cranking
   insecticide fog blankets the air
     Oklahoma dustbowl bleeds 

   Relics of a bygone day, all angles they move
     ravaging fields and pests, pests and fields
   wheels of progress a-churning away
     blackening golden grain
                 ~ pests' entree, noonday

Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023

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Regina Elliott Date: 10/23/2023 4:24:00 PM Hi Gershon, my son-in-law's late grandmother worked around pesticides on a farm in her youth. When she got older she developed Parkinson's disease which could of been from the pesticides. Our farmworkers toil in these conditions of farm owners using some pesticides. Also, it also affects our pollinators the bees. Thank you for writing this poem. ~ Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/23/2023 6:40:00 PM You're very welcome, Regina. And thank YOU for your insightful comment and for sharing grandma's story. : gw

Christina Bowring Date: 10/23/2023 1:38:00 PM This is a very well written poem Gershon with important issues highlighted so well. ‘Insecticide fog blankets the air’ how true! So much needs to be done to address this major problem. Thank you for sharing. Blessings to you. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/23/2023 6:44:00 PM And thank you, Christina, for your words of encouragement. Blessing and bounty, Gershon

Valsa George Date: 10/22/2023 9:50:00 PM Now everything is losing its pristine purity. All vegetations are sprayed with insecticides ! Pests are a problem, but for killing them , powerful toxins are used, damaging our health. You have addressed a vital issue of the times. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 10/23/2023 6:45:00 PM It's not easy being a farmer. More ande more pests these days...