The Hunt

by CD Richards

The Trump Tower warriors, brave and adventurous, leave with a view to a kill;
their dreams filled with visions of wall-mounted trophies, to show off their courage and skill.

The real estate agent, all decked out in camo gear, pictures the pride on the run;
as Bill, the accountant, gets slightly excited, exchanging his pen for a gun.

The lions, on seeing them, lick their lips happily; commenting, "This is just fine."
"We'll run them around, 'til their ammo's depleted, and then on their flesh we can dine."

Back in the Big Apple, the grief-stricken families get the bad news on the phone;
in no time at all, the press run with the story; resembling a dog with a bone.

You may think me awful; when asked for a comment, I happily answer, "Who cares?"
"I'm glad that these morons encountered acharnement quite easily equal to theirs."

For what it's worth, I'm quite contented to leave it to their grieving loved ones to weep;
my mother once told me, when I was just little, "For as ye sow, so shall ye reap."

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Today's word: acharnement (n.) bloodthirsty enthusiasm.

My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.

Image: By Derek Keats from Johannesburg, South Africa [CC BY 2.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

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