Grapefruits
I hate them
that was the size of the tumors
lurking in their brains tick tock
lurking in their brains tick tock
that took my boy and my man
funny thing they weren’t blood
but in death they were the same
Strawberries
I hate them too
those were the fields were they worked
gas so deadly had to give it an odor
laid in wait for them trapped under tarps
getting the ground ready for the berries
They. Pulled. Up. The. Tarps.
After the funerals I start to hear
how this gas is so bad it’s been banned
except for the strawberries
except for the other brown skinned countries
where grapefruit crops can blossom
inside the tiny farms of loved ones brains
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