Supplication
Demeter, how we’ve modified your corn!
You wouldn’t even know it from your day.
I pray for us that we’ve not earned your scorn,
and for our hubris you won’t make us pay.
Like Hades, acting from unfruitful greed,
we’ve seized your gifts and bent them to our will.
You taught us agriculture – growing seed,
not splicing genes to make crops versatile.
Persephone’s abduction made you mourn
at Earth’s expense until she was returned.
All life stood still in a landscape forlorn.
It is a lesson that we should have learned.
Not even Hades nor the Furies hath
such dogged vengeance and outrageous wrath.
Copyright © James Ph. Kotsybar | Year Posted 2011
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