Give Me Water Poem by Omprakash Thirunavukkarasu

Thirst after toil over soil,

Guest appearance to beg water,

Mother made plenty of sacrifices,

Inherited won't give water when former bedridden,

"Where shall I go? " bysaint,

Oh humane, come out of me,

Let other mine get what I want

So "sainthood" made out of awkward and awesome,

Water an essential to live,

Give me what we have,

States have altercations for?

Source of water many known,

True from heart that science has water scene,

"Give me water", us either beg or hug.