(a poem for the Northeast Organic Farming Association)
All People who know
that livestock aren’t units,
that everyone deserves real food
whatever their income level,
that the revolutionary and the farmer
are more kindred spirits than enemies.
On this annual weekend,
let us rejoice, bond, network
to the consternation of those
who would rather us do anything but.
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