The juicy red skin
of a luscious tomato
The pungent flesh
of that riveting, ripe fruit
The pleasure from sinking my teeth
into its beautiful soft meat
There is no greater joy than
eating a fresh, fragrant tomato
Filled with juices, oozing into my mouth
“Yum!” I said, enjoying my delightful snack
Filled with flavors, overflowing into my stomach,
“Yum!” I reiterated, invigorated with tomato power
Suddenly, my world was shattered
I had caught sight of a horrific abomination
On the packaging of my tomato,
three letters marked the addition of alien substances in my beloved
How dare they violate my precious tomato,
How dare they pollute my juices
My insides churned as bile pooled at the back of my throat
I realized that my precious tomato was contaminated,
that I was contaminated,
that I was conned
Three letters marked on the package,
The devil was speaking
O.
No wonder these tomatoes were so large
No wonder their taste was so foreign and exotic
No wonder these tomatoes glowed in the dark
No wonder the man who sold them had five eyes
I thought these tomatoes were homegrown
With inexhaustible love and affection
But in actuality, they were manufactured
Created by unruly, unlawful corporations
The GMOs assaulted my taste buds,
I keeled over, as a GMO seeped into my veins,
overcoming me
I writhed in pain
as my body was transmogrified
I withered into disarray
as my juices were sapped
Then, within an second, the process was completed
My body was immobilized
My mind was evaporated
That was it! I was a tomato, filled with GMOs
They had finally won
I was no longer a person, but a chemical abomination
Ready to infect the next poor soul