Can you spot the 'oil' in spoil?
The 'car' in carbon?
And the 'pet' in petrol?
See the 'last' in plastic?
And 'miss' in emission?

Each word contains a clue
To what we have to do;
The world's on the edge,
Time to take the pledge:
Please sign on the dotted line.

Here, use my quill made from
The feather of a strangled bird,
Dip it into the black ink formed
From a thousand crushed beetles,
And make your mark on the paper
Rolled from a hundred felled trees.

Welcome to the curse, sorry,
I meant to say cause.

Poetry by Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-10-11 at 11:32

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Well said!