Rains, God's mercy who knows?
Yet water becomes so scarce,
Women suffer from water woes,
No water despite a great resource.
Empty earthen pot on the head,
For water women go miles away,
In quarrels even let their blood,
Do scramble for water every day.
Giving blood for water a shame,
O ! India nationalise all rivers,
Thereby save the nation's name,
Interlink and see perennial waters.
Oh !Arise before the next sunrise,
Make this nation a great paradise.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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