Concealment

I sit here this morning
Wondering why
Concealment of facts
On that they rely
Its about their suppression
Of truth that we see
Its all in plain sight
Where it should be

But few people see it
The great EPA
Takes the figures
That came from the monsters
To play
Monsanto and Syngenta’s own
Figures were used
Which reality proves
Meant we are being abused

Endocrine disruptors
Thats round up for sure
And it may cause cancer
Thats one on the jaw
It surely is dangerous
And thats very sad
In India its proven
To be very bad

But those furtive glances
And underhand stuff
Goes on a pace
I know life is tough
At the top
When you are printing the dollars each day
And poisoning the earth
With your secretive spray

Its a product that operates
Alongside GM
From the bowels of the serpent
This force does stem
Its an ugly product
With withering views
The round up is us
So if given refuse

What ever the agencies come out and say
You can bet your bottom dollar
The bastards don’t pay
We and the environment suffer
Its true
They Tie up the loose ends
Yea thats what they do

If you have some grey matter
Between your ears
Give it a wide berth
Because it brings tears
Into ones space let me tell you for sure
Leave it on the shelf
Yea for evermore

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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