A piece of poetry inspired by Noble Prize for Literature winner: John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath...


A racist piece in some ways
A story of the hardships of a man
Of solid color and low status'¦

Another dead author pushed down throats,
Adding to the patter of lack of
Change, choice, desire'¦interest.

Grapes-bunched together and enveloped in wrath,
Trying to survive'¦
No consideration to past lives, past owners
Who'd also been born, killed, etc'¦ and
Felt the pain, sorrow, and happiness of the soil;
Cold between their trembling fingers.

Of years ago,
Generations of crop and dark skin, raven hair, and claret blood.
What about them and their plea?
Forgotten by those of the present years,
In danger of tractor, lifeless and unfeeling
And taking land unmercifully.
Native pain dulled and crusted over by years of oppression
And stolen land by force and blood,
Blunt and scathing greed,
True innocence.

And what of those,
Whipped and bleeding?
Swathed in cloth
Applied by tender love, transferred
Through calloused and rough hands.
Those taken and exploited,
Looked down upon by the purple arrogance
Of withered and seed filled grapes;
Poor, but with still enough juice,
Nerve to took down on others.

And a Novel Prize in Literature for a king of foreshadow,
Theme, motif, and symbolism-
Talented at showing the plea of his own,
Picking and spreading the purple, while the dust grows thick.
Leaving behind the equally, if not more so,
Fatigued, but ripe green;
Now encrusted in filth,
They linger, bunched together and trembling in the wind,
While riddled in pain,
Double that of the amethyst egocentric.

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