Hearts in the Land

Agriculture makes all things possible

Passionate farmers keep the cycle stable

Behind the scenes most do not see

How their food is produced so carefully.

Items on the shelves at your grocery store

Don’t arrive without routine hard labor

An industry that does so much

Yet many overlook—out of reach, out of touch

Hands in the soil, hearts in the land

They build the future with calloused hands

Through every season, they stand tall

Feeding the world, giving their all

Too many don’t grasp what this work demands

They think it’s simple—but don’t understand

Ignorance grows, and policies breach

Making it harder for farmers to reach

An industry that does so much

Yet many overlook—out of reach, out of touch

Hands in the soil, hearts in the land

They build the future with calloused hands

Through every season, they stand tall

Feeding the world, giving their all

Why would one want to push away

The industry that gives life everyday?

Locally grown with passion displayed,

If replaced will lead to loss and dismay—

A future where freshness will fade away


Hands in the soil, hearts in the land

They build the future with calloused hands

Through every season, they stand tall

Feeding the world, giving their all

Don’t turn your back on your American roots and soil,

Living in ignorance will result in turmoil,

When the shelves go bare and hunger stays,

You’ll regret you looked away.