The Reaper seizes another stalk of maize,
and for a brief moment the neighbouring
stalks mourn the loss of a friend; then they too
are stolen by the weeping Reaper.
The corpses of the maize, in their thousands,
are taken, and mutilated, and turned
into food for the famished masses.
The land on which the stalk once stood is now
open space; and the nutrients and sunlight
that the stalk once possessed, are now free
for newborn Life to thrive upon, and live.
