Our milky blood is in demand,
For making dreamy drugs,
Our flowers grow o’er all the land,
We’re sought after by thugs.
No, I’m not into the drugs made from the seed pods of these poppies. I just think they’re beautiful flowers.
There are many types of poppies, but I didn’t know, even after years of growing them, that these pretty flowers belong to the poppy family that heroin and opium are made from.
They’re just tall and beautiful flowers.