Getting deprived of air

Fighting to survive

The pain I can't bare

Slowly closing my eyes 

Next moment body on the ground

Choking up water

My screams are very loud

Like being through slaughter

So if their one thing I learned

That when people thrive

We should all be grateful

For being alive

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