CLEAR, BEAUTIFUL RUNNING WATER
I AM THE RIVER OF LIFE
I am a life giver.
I am a clean river.
Where do I run?
Where do I flow?
Why am I always on the go?
What do I really have to show?
I give you a fresh stream
Healthy plants, healthy bream.
What hurts are unnatural intrusions.
Chemical wastes and other infusions.
Can’t we all get along
before hearing death's song?
1 comments:
Powerful poem.. thank you :)
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