One Drop

I complain, over the smallest of things.
Women whine, over the size of their rings;
But all around the world, there are kids who die.
I promise, I'm not telling you a little lie.

 

Little boys walk the Earth with raw blisters;
just to get clean water for their sisters.
And I'm surrounded by people who moan
over which iPhone they get to own.
But when we go home
We have to remember that we have clean water.

 

Let me tell you a story,
about a boy, who drinks water a little too blurry
It's not fair, babies having dirt in their hair
Never feeling clean.
Everyone looks a little too lean
Compared to them we all look a little too healthy
Yeah, we look a little too wealthy.

 

How can a family make one drop last.
When i use gallons just as fast
Now what can we do to help?
Listen to the ads
Not to our trendy fads
Raise your voice
At least you and I have a choice;
To make a change
Thirsty kids in the world today
Let's come together

And quench their thirst by the end of the day

This poem is about: 
Our world

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