Saving water

Children told
While brushing
Don’t use the shower
The bucket
Environment friendly 

What about
The water 
That flows
Into the drains into 
The sea
A little is harvested
The rest
Wasted

Then in the mountains 
The source oh the water
No tanks built
To contain it
So the water
Flows
Down the slopes
Into the sea
Leaving
The mountain
High and dry
And the people 
High and dry
And the people 
Parched

What about
The compounds
Made of concrete
Not letting
The water deep
How many buildings 
Recharge
The water
How many
Let it flow
The drains 
Overflowing

A few
They have
Underground 
Tanks
To store the water
That falls 
On their terraces

The pretty plants
In the compound
In the little
Mud we have
Not yielding fruit
Or vegetable

Couldn’t we
Use that space
For ourselves 
Our kitchen
Garden

They will steal
They will take
The fruit 
Of our labour
Does it matter

Let someone eat
Atleast 
That’s what
My mother said
When she
Planted
Her papaya
The water flowing
From the overflow 
Of the tank
Overhead

The watchmen
They are happy
To get
Organic fruit

Nature’s given
The fertile mud
The flowing water
She says
Do not waste

Now the papaya
Leaves
Pulled out by people
Seeking relief
From dengue
It’s medicinal

As for me
An artificial plant
In my house
 Beautiful 
With pretty
Flowers
Looks real
It needs
No soil
No watering
No sunlight 
No manure
It’s perfect

It bears no fruit
Oxygen 
But then
It’s perfect 

I’m saving water



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