The Man Who Refused Water

I had a glass of water I gave it to you, And you splashed it all over me Because you believe You'll taint the water Or the water will cease to be water If it's given to you So you choose to remain parched Skin dry, lips cracked, hair brittle It's plain to see you're thirsty You crave that water But you'll never take it And I can't help but think you're foolish For denying yourself For restricting yourself from happiness And salvation from man