Some hold that mass extinctions are all planned,
the work of some malignant super-force;
but I don't buy that some celestial hand
conspired to send a meteor off course
to wipe out all the dinosaurs on Earth
or sent a flood which caused all life to drown.
I can't believe that tale, for what it's worth;
such cruel malevolence would get me down.
Apocalyptic scenes are prophesied,
the end's foreseen, so therefore come it must.
Another fearful act of omnicide—
this planet and all on it turned to dust.
Yet, when the end is nigh, I think we'll find
the agent of destruction is mankind.
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Author Notes
Today's word: omnicide (n.) the destruction of everything.
When all else fails, go back to the good old staples of doom, gloom, and death on a global scale. In my defence, what choice did I have?
Thanks for reading.
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 from maxpixel.net, public domain.
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