Knowing not what was to come
man wasted water,
His fate laughed at him
as it would cause his slaughter.
The Poison of pollution
licked the water, pure;
It embraced everyone
and had no cure
A tap was left open
A pot bore a hole
The water drained away
with an injured soul
By the end of the century
what was the matter? ?
What was left
was five drops of water! !
DRIP...fell the first drop,
People fought for position
DRIP...fell the second drop,
People fought for wealth
DRIP...fell the third drop,
People fought for food
DRIP...fell the fourth drop,
People fought for the last drop
and DRIP...fell the very last drop
and drained away into the deep bowels of earth...!
When man realized
that there was no water;
His fate laughed at him
and caused his slaughter..
Nitheesh, I love water, water is life, it is known to all. I wish you all good. Please read my poems related to water.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem! ! ! people will realise how important water is...