For me, it is easy
I do not eat any
Beings that scream for mercy
I am no carnivore
I am no cannibal
I am simply me
Although I care for the bees and saving our trees
World peace
You can see
I care as I stare at agricultural scares within our planetarium
You can see
Everyone thinks that animals grow out of trees
This isn’t surprising to me
But I SEE
People don’t care unless it satisfies their needs
People eat whatever they see
Unless it’s people like you and me
A decade
A century
A millennium
By this time our planet will become uninhabitable
Only a memory
Our bodies will morph into the remains of leftover meatloafs past
What about the bees you ask?
Oh who cares
We are only going to destroy their paths
What do bees do anyway?
Coffee, Hazelnut, Chocolate
Without the bees means no plants, no trees
No food and allergies
But that isn’t all;
Genetically Modified Organisms is how we’ll also fall
Imagine this
A fish you are allergic to but can’t dismiss
DNA mixed with your fresh side of corn
EXCEPT it is plausible
You have been forewarned
It’s called Genetic Engineering
No worries!
No bees
Leads to no trees
No pollinating things,
No food
–
No means to eat until you please
Until you are soon diseased
By that of bolognese
Katelin is a senior Marketing student at Heidelberg University located in Tiffin, Ohio. She loves to research, write, network with people, and be open-minded. Her hobbies include snowboarding, mixed martial arts, yoga, and living a vegetarian lifestyle. She is originally from Cleveland, Ohio and loves the city. This is the first poem that she has produced and is grateful to be published by Blue Marble Review.
