A Poem by Geno Cide
genocide the silence of spring
eco’s damage: the end is here
no healthy seeds—no children
only silence–no more an echo
crumbling everything & autistic
idiocrity gains and lost confetti
deaths disease and the dread
every birth defect: a genocide
http://projectagentorange.wordpress.com/2012/09/10/monsantos-genocide/
