In His Hands

canola seed


O minuscule Emperor,

driver of economies

and master of markets, Bull

and Bear are nought to your sway.


Builder of hearth, home, kingdoms,

governments topple and rise

to your tune, Dow Jones dances

when you pay the Piper to

play your ditties on Wall Street.


What power lies in this globe

of darkness? What strange strings pull

perpetual puppets, men

of finance bobbing rhythmic

in this obsequious two-

step? Black gold, global guru,

toss the dice and fuel our

hunger for domination.


You wouldn’t think that these unassuming black orbs could wield such power, would you? ย And yet, Western Canada’s Canola crop represents over $12 billion in our national economy. Now THAT is one powerful little seed….

23 comments on “In His Hands

  1. Caddo says:

    Wowza, I had no idea!

  2. Pam says:

    “what power lies in this globe of darkness” – I’m so glad you told us what kind of seeds these are. You piqued my curiosity! your imagery is powerful.

  3. Marcy says:

    I love this one!!!

  4. Lyle Krahn says:

    I still find it remarkable how small and insignificant those seeds are and yet they matter.

  5. unbelievable realities ! That’s earth shaking! Great writing Melody ~ Faithfully Debbie

  6. RoSy says:

    Powerful indeed!

  7. Gallivanta says:

    Powerful imagery and powerful little seeds!

  8. elizabeth says:

    This is a departure from your usual style, but I like it! ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. It’s amazing how such a small thing can send men scrambling. I’m glad your husband liked this poem. Sometimes they don’t get it, but when they do it’s great.

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