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The Great Deception - Adulteration They say food

The Great Deception - Adulteration

They say food is life, a sacred thing,
But poison’s hand has touched every spring.
From fields to plate, a wicked game,
Where greed is god, and health a flame.

They grind our bones into flour so white,
And water down the milk of night.
With every bite, a death knell rings,
As poison seeps into our very beings.

No longer nourishment, but a slow demise,
A silent killer, with devilish eyes.
We’re cattle fed on tainted grass,
Doomed from the start, a hopeless mass.

©Saurav Banerjee The Great Deception - Adulteration

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The Great Deception - Adulteration

They say food is life, a sacred thing,
But poison’s hand has touched every spring.
From fields to plate, a wicked game,
Where greed is god, and health a flame.

They grind our bones into flour so white,
And water down the milk of night.
With every bite, a death knell rings,
As poison seeps into our very beings.

No longer nourishment, but a slow demise,
A silent killer, with devilish eyes.
We’re cattle fed on tainted grass,
Doomed from the start, a hopeless mass.

©Saurav Banerjee The Great Deception - Adulteration

#adulteration #Nojoto #poem #Poetry   poetry in english,  poetry