Our fruit rots on the ground,
and imported cans lie on the shelf,
Because it’s cheaper to get it from abroad
than to harvest it ourself.
What I don’t get is our pollies
whom hark back to yesteryear,
When our standard of living was the cornerstone,
of everything we hold so dear.
But in their quest to save a dollar
And make the playing field even,
Have they squeezed our stoic producers,
into a final season?
5 comments:
So sad but true.
As someone who lives in orchard country the evidence of this is there to see in the piles of trees to be burnt, pulled from the ground as worthless.
Thanks for reading Sue
Excellent prose.
Sums up the situation perfectly.
I wonder if we'll all wake up in time?
same here...just flooded out again...blackened starfruit.. kiwis all blown over...vines dead from wet feet...but no one wanted these lovingly grown organic products anyway because nz kiwis cheaper and 'look nice'..if its not the govt ruining us its mother nature..the dream has ended and the nightmare took its place
Hi Andrew and welcome-thanks for reading and nice website BTW, your farm sounds amazing.
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