Water No Well Poem by Ima Ryma

'Tis the 21st century.
Time will tell in the exact year,
The Earth feels its worst tragedy.
Humanity is gripped in fear.
Time wasted with conflicting views,
And the world waited much too long.
Water became fatal to use.
There is no way to right the wrong.
Pollutants at last take their toll.
They fill the water in the rain,
And soak the ground beyond control.
Just a few clean reserves remain.

'Haves' buy up all clean water first,
Leaving 'have nots' to die from thirst.