Remembering My first taste of coffee-- just another commodity standing outside Lowell Tech, a local factory, a city corner in Haverhill snows— a worker's town Passing out leaflets for a vapid Revolution Another action/demonstration to “Seize the Day!” No computers; no social media to fill the ranks of rallies at that time So we froze our ***** off trying to explain with sound bites, frosted breath and fogs of rhetoric
A truth-- so tyranic, remote, arcane too preposterous to even process let alone explain
Standing there behind its barbed wire reality smoking from its stacks the poisons of its process
Standing there Stamping blood into my feet Trying to convince my freezing self my breaking heart that all this truth? was truly worth it!? as I threw my education and my life away-- Trying to convince
...that inside that building IT-- was being made ****** and that Agent of Death and Defoliation of an orange persuasion so our war could have its way with rice paddies and jungles and people of a browner, poorer smaller bent
While on the home-front we filled the mill with unwilling bodies that died somewhere else off site... “Outta sight”
...or maybe some years later from toxins dumped in river left to leach to cancers somewhere else into the ground they sink Through tentacled subsidiaries restructured divestments Legal dismissals of responsibility the players run like roaches for the exits
One fast move after another they dissolve disperse morph into renamed ****** entities Clean up their storefronts clean out our pockets while “providing jobs” “investing in community” along the way Putting on a Goodwill Tour Then taking it away
“What? We never said....”
We'll take you down leaving only the stench behind
The history of the Dow chemical company is a mind-boggling tour indeed. I'll leave it to the reader to decipher the speaker of the last two lines.