Unbreak my heart...

In a world so tech savvy that nature doesn't freely unfold to its liking, there are little or no wild growing fruits, more buildings than the trees and more plastic making up the volume in those waterbodies, its rather difficult to trust in the purity of anything anymore. Man seems to want to control more than the scope he was assigned. In everything, he has embedded an artificial component. All now seems like, but a clone of what originally was. An illusion majorly to satisfy the eyes and taste buds!

Unbreak my heart, Mr. Farmer man, striving hard to put food on our tables but as it seems, striving even harder to put money in your pocket. These ovacados with a bitter lingering quinine taste are bringing back memories of sickness. These tomatoes with a luring red cover but still so young on the inside are stealing the joy of cooking. These minute irish potatoes, looking so timid are getting in the way of hearty meals. These watermelons, so pale on the inside where we should be seeing that exciting red are messing with the therapy that healthy colourful food gives us. Unbreak my heart, Mr.Farmer man, give us what is due!