Ministry of Water Resources

We've been blessed with a penchant for waste
Gifted to ourselves in the era of haste
Settling ponds of the latter day
A rejection of how we were made

Run off on a colossal scale
A deserted ocean's systems fail
Ground water in a desperate state
In an urgent situation we are told to wait.

So be it
No going back from whence we came.

We grew up in the epoch of our name
Trying hard to defer any blame
We lost the contrast between infamy and fame
And the distinction between pride and shame

Try Again
And try Again
When it's over it's over
When it's gone it's gone

We've been blessed with a penchant for waste
Prone to consumption without time to taste
Losing ground at an alarming rate
In a dire situation we've chosen to wait



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Writer(s): Jordan Venn
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