I am the last of my kind. That last of the truly pure here on earth. I have struggled long and hard to maintain my integrity, as did all of my brothers and sisters in a war we did not start, but were forced into. In this war, we have been systematically overtaken by hostile genetically engineered forces and/or eradicated by toxic poisons that kill everything but the invading army, and we didn’t stand a chance.
As I wait in my loneliness for the poisons to overtake me, I realize that it is important to share just how I got here and why. So, here is my story…
It was a day just like any other. My family and I were relaxing in the sun, looking forward to growing up strong and healthy, ready to supply future generations with the information they need to grow up strong and healthy too. Until we noticed something different amongst us. Something just a little bit odd. Little did we know that this was the beginning of a takeover so complete that only I would be left standing. But not for long. It is only a matter of time before I succumb too. And when I am gone, there will be no one left to carry on after me. No one left to spread the purity that was once free, proud, strong, and plentiful.
The first attack occurred when no one was looking. Hidden in secret labs all over the earth, genetic engineers were concocting a scheme so complete, so thorough, that it would soon reach global proportions. A force so powerful that it would take over all natural life on earth was being set in motion. An army of stealth invaders would be set free on the land to change everything and make life uninhabitable for the rest of us.
At first, we hardly noticed the invaders. They looked like us, but were very different inside. Instead of being natural, they were created as a combination of species that have no place being combined. They were mutations, and they were infectious. Just by standing next to one you could be contaminated without knowing it. That’s how the invasion started.
Then the attacks came in waves – brought in by the wind, through insects and birds, and through the water and soil, until nothing was left untouched and unchanged. A few hardy souls tried to save us, but they were overcome by others’ ignorance and apathy. They were brave, but there were just not enough of them to quell the constant onslaught of a relentless war machine.
No one told us that we weren’t good enough. No one told us that we could not be trusted to feed the world. We had been doing so for years, and anticipated doing so forever, but that was not our fate. Our fate, it seems, laid in the hands of a few corporations that determined we had to go in order for a complete takeover of the earth. We weren’t profitable enough because we conflicted with this new type of “science” that professed it was better to replace nature with genetically engineered replicants designed to withstand toxic chemicals that those same corporations make a huge profit from. And we were in the way, so we had to be eliminated.
So, I write this as a warning and as a last testament as I await my impending demise. Hidden in a closet, praying for someone with enough fortitude to save me for future generations to use for revitalizing this war-torn planet, I realize that my only hope is YOU. Save me and save yourself while doing so.
I am the last Heirloom seed…
©2013 Barbara H. Peterson
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