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Sahdvat Harsen


Just What Is In Our Food These Days?


Once upon a Time
before the white-man's turgid crime
when buffalo roamed the plains sublime
wild warriors hunting in their prime
screamed and shouted, this is mine
and took it home, for all to dine
upon the meat so rare and fine
Not knowing there would come a time
when pressure-blasted, pink-coloured slime
was served up like the rarest kind
of meat we'd scarcely dream to find
except we didn't really mind,
what garbage on our plate to find
or lost the reason to define
when standing with the rest in line
and getting to the front say mine
comes with fries and a coke, please

Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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  • Freshman - 1,490 Points Anthony Di''anno (3/16/2013 6:56:00 AM)

    Good point well made Sahdvat. This is what happens when we allow corporate slaves to scoop secret slop into our bowls. Man has given his land away and now stands in line smiling at how fortunate he is to have the latest phone and designer clothes. He no longer questions where these things come from let alone wonders about the suffering involved in it's manafacture. Nope it's burgers and porn with a generous dollop of ignorance all round. (Report) Reply

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