The Waters
The waters on earth
And in its depth
Flow through
The nerves of the Nature
Cleansing our dirt
Appeasing our thirst
Fructifying our harvest
As tears of happiness.
But, when the sky’s
Wounded with our lives
Of our inequities
The waters change their flavor
As tears of sorrow
And flood into our lives
To cause us shed tears
No science can save us
From the fury of waters
Only the waters in our eyes
Can save us from the disasters
With our true baptism
In the holy waters
By: R K Chowdary Jasti
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