The morning dew that hardly sits,
Slipping down from the leaves that tilt.
Dropping wildly, kindly see it fit,
In the cracks of the grounds that we’ve built.

Seeds aren’t parched any longer,
They’ve been kissed by the rising sun.
Stretching out new leaves when stronger,
And ready to sway
And ready to sway for fun.

Baby breathe, you are under water.

I’ve been walking for way too long,
On this soil that needs no name.
I’ve been searching for a single flower,
For the bloom to remain.

Under droughts that wash away all life,
Turning green into grey,
Trust me, we need some water,
For the river to revive,
Please stay.
Please stay.

Baby breathe.
Baby breathe. ‘
Baby breathe.
You are under water.