I can't imagine being forced to drink dirty water.
It's nothing more than the slow death of women and children.
Led to the slaughter,
As foul smelling as a slaughterhouse,
Smells more like an outhouse,
It's toxic water.
It's nasty water.
It's deadly water.
If only the women and children had clean fresh water.
Everyone should get the chance to drink, clear clean water.
Not forced to drink water filled with parasites and diseases.
Dirty water can be a slow death taking your last breath.
Bringing you to your death!
The horrors of dirty water!
Filled with parasites,
First stealing your eye sight,
Then parasites invade the liver, as if it were a river.
Swimming around multiplying,
Your vital organs, slowly, consuming your life.
You become their host, until you turn into a ghost.
Before, you know it; you're a widow or an orphan, or worse, left motherless.
You're a casualty of poverty from drinking dirty water.
Never getting the chance to drink living water!
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