One drop of it
Is an elixir
For a dying man
Even a dying plant
It can bring hope to many
By the mere sight of it
It never brings despair
Along with it
It is valued more by the thirsty
Than the quenched
More by the poor
Than the rich
Careless ones waste it
Careful ones save it
But without this elixir
Life can’t sustain on mother earth
It never brings poverty, drought, or dearth
To our precious mother earth
It is very much needed
For without it, we will be gone forever