Toxic. A poem.

The world is toxic
Bioengineered
Gene-spliced
Consuming me
While I’m consuming it
Chemical carcinogens and biological tumours

Oh, for a world free
From genetically modified food
And environmental waste

Only in dreams, now
Fairy tales we tell our kids
While eating plastic snacks

6 thoughts on “Toxic. A poem.”

aroralillian says:

September 17, 2017 at 4:28 am

This is amazing oh my gosh!!!

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  September 17, 2017 at 4:43 am
  
  Thank you so much! 🙂
  
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worrylessjourney says:

September 17, 2017 at 1:22 pm

Since I was born in 1940 I can see how the world has changed around me. This poem is wonderful.

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  September 17, 2017 at 7:42 pm
  
  Thank you – much appreciated 🙂
  
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Rosaliene Bacchus says:

September 17, 2017 at 9:30 pm

I hear you, Steve. We’ve made such a mess that will require all hands on deck to clean-up.

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1. stevestillstanding says:
  
  September 17, 2017 at 9:31 pm
  
  Too right! Let’s get started 🙂
  
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