Our Saviour - Poem by Shrutika Nagpal
You must be expecting me to rattle on bullshit about freedom fighters
And famous writers,
But for a normal school child
The nature of a treat is palely mild
Its water my friend, water
Which saves us from what global warming is making our world- hotter.
If in a bottle plastic or metal
It’s more refreshing than fresh hot tea from a kettle.
As we return from a hot day in school
Cold water when reaches our dry throats, makes us all desirably cool.
So if you want an easy way to save yourself from feeling hotter,
Learn from our saviour- the forever curing water!
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