Fresh water scarcity is going to feel
In a future world a possible threat
For living species and their existence
The struggles will be for fresh water
The mountain regions where nature stores
Fresh water for all for in nature's care
Mountains, makes it their own noble duty
How wonderful nature keeps us well
As a loving mother and her feelings to all
I see mountains as the perfect savors
They are tall enough to protect with reason
They makes wonderful greenery to save water
They enjoys and pride themselves the savors
Their heads are kept in high
As if to watch the thieves hanging here and there
To make hurdles in the refining process
The fresh water arrangements in their own ways
Still we hurts the mountains without a courtesy
Ignorance, pride, and cruelty in its own ways.
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