Hands cupped
As he tried to make
The water in his palms
Not wriggle and escape
From thirst he sat
In vain he tried
To save the water
That would quench his cry
It flowed through his hands
Like the life ebbing away fast
Each passing moment
So much harder than the last
At present, he feels
No one around him cares
They don't understand
That to water nothing else can compare
Water is an elixir
That they must save
We must all do something
Before it is too late
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Songs underwater
PoetryFor the #TalesoftheDeep and #WorldWaterDay writing contest A poem about saving water.
