Man-Made Famines

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An act of G-d, 
or man-made lies? 
Peer back in time: 
1918 came to mind when we realized 
That famines were recipes designed 
For large scale genocide, to end mankind. 

Yet, when we close our eyes 
Not seeing the events gone by, 
The government pushes new lines: 
“GMO” to bring life! 

When in actuality it brings our demise, 
Just like the past Communist designed: 
A machine for mass genocide 
For controlling the world’s food supply; 
Plant once, the seed dies, 
Never again to reinitialize 
The fruit of its youth. 
For they are designed, to die. 

But why? 
To feed the congressional pig  
And the corporate swine
Who implants the golden dimes 
Into every politician’s pockets. 

Because nothing changes over time. 
Same design with a different implementation line, 
Just like what Stalin tried. 

As long as power succeeds 
Above the world’s needs, 
Congress will steer their citizens to their knees, 
And into the graves, they will be. 

Same line, 
But the only difference 
— The time. 

Man-Made Famines by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

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