To those who plunder and denude our Earth,
destroyers of the home they've known since birth;
who dig and drill and fracture, scar and maim
this planet endlessly, and to their shame,
then raze the forests, rendering homeless
a thousand species suffering distress:
your avarice and greed will soon ensure
the Earth is forced to implement a cure;
annihilate the source of all its woe—
humanity will be the first to go.
You thoroughly deserve to be reviled;
your mainour is the future of your child.
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Author Notes
Today's word: mainour (n.) A stolen item, found in a thief's possession when they are caught.
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.
Thanks for reading.
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