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Hyper(active)Markets
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk) Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk |
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The unnatural world where food is for the viewing Any aisle of any hyper chain Waxed and polished Out of season products Food miles what are they? No pain no gain! Processed fractured foods Laden with sugar Refined, so to imbalance all who try And everything you see is over packaged Life cycles an analysis But why? Myths abound In this present business culture Of margins up front Before all else, fails Human health risks running at a high point GM/Cloning going off the rails No one really wants to eat the products And so the cloak and dagger stuff is tight People say there for it or against it Based on what they dream about at night Organic Agriculture works its butt off Purest foods they keep pollution low Sustainable low impact on environments In a nutshell that's the way to grow All this spray of concentrated toxins Only 4% of which will find Its actual place on what it has been sprayed on The rest ends up in places not designed our air our water Other foods Our clothes, our bodies too Sperm counts at an all time low, remember Cheap food- mass produced food, there a clue Uniform, unblemished and from miles away Hydrogenated fats as hard as stone Sugar that won't ever become lumpy Salt that remains dryer than a bone Butter that is such a vivid yellow Brighter than the buttercups we see Perched on ground where drainage is a problem And air stands up thats white bread naturally Enzymes azo-dyes shelf life extenders Polysorbates MSG and more Chemicals much more to do with profit Nutrition Sorry chum best try next door |