The vast tracts of land dedicated to banana cultivation are a monument to man's power over nature. But this power is not one of creation, but of destruction. Entire forests have been cleared to make way for an endless sea of bananas. Soils, relentlessly exploited, have become barren, incapable of sustaining any life other than monoculture. The ecosystems that once flourished here - with their diversity of plants, animals and microorganisms - have been sacrificed on the altar of agro-industrial production.

From the air, the picture is bleak. Aerial cameras capture a patchwork of monocultures stretching as far as the eye can see. What was once a diverse landscape, full of colors and textures, is now a green desert. A desert that, although it looks alive, is dead inside. Biodiversity has been replaced by endless rows of banana trees, all the same, all dependent on chemicals to survive. The land, exhausted and sick, cries out in silence. But its voice is drowned out by the roar of the machines that plow the fields and the constant whistle of the planes that spray, without pause, without compassion.