Blood Among The Corn Poem by David Wood

Blood Among The Corn

A ribbon of blue and yellow
Flew amongst the guns that bellow,
Firing their shot and shell
To land where men then fell
In a place that has become hell.

The sky stretches forth a brilliant blue
Where battles raged all day through
Among the wheat, corn and sunflowers too;
As Death's sickle sweeps the ground
Where corpses lay all around.

The world sits and wonders why
There is war in such a clear blue sky
Where the yellow corn is stained with blood
From every shell that lands with a thud;
Where one mans ego caused so much pain
Oh, when will peace be restored again.

Sunday, July 30, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: battles,war
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Ukraine is one of the biggest producers of wheat, corn and sunflower oil, and the war has wreaked havoc on the so-called 'breadbasket of Europe.' Ukraine and Russia together account for over a quarter of the world's wheat exports. Ukraine's Ministry of Agriculture now says that 30% of the country's farmland is occupied or unsafe, and men are now dying among the corn, Remember that when you enjoy your toast.
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