Cotton Fields

By Lynn White

Fields of cotton
as far as the eye can see,
row upon row of soft white balls
always thirsty
the plants and people,
always hungry
the plants and people.
A crop so thirsty it can dry up a sea
in socialism.
A crop so hungry it can starve a people
in capitalism.
A crop so needy it can render sterile the land
forced to grow it.
A crop so demanding it can destroy,
enslave
and exploit
wherever it goes.
Its softness hides a heart of steel.
But still it’s natural.
Always natural.
Only natural.

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“I write to let the words escape.” – the writer

4 thoughts on “Cotton Fields

  1. There is deep truth in these lines. The cotton crops in the south demanded a lot of labor. Slaves were required to work those fields. I loved your line about how the softness hides a heart of steel. Good job.

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