GloMag GloMagMay2019 - Page 39

Now a spade in frantic search. Little further, a shimmer tantalizes I draw towards it panting, my tongue ready to lap up The translucence merges into a mirage The parched pangs persist In hollowed expectation— Acute shortage of potable water once prophesized Now a stark reality. An unending weary path queue to a pot of fresh water People water stressed swarm safer zones. Water refugees huddle In camps of water resourceful countries. War is in the offing, the third world war War for occupation of land, water basins Potential with aquifers Hegemony and power redefined Oh, for a draught of fresh water! 39