I had lived at Carnegie street for years
But this is the first time I will be moved to tears
And I'm pretty sure it will be same for every other ear that hears.
The last time I used water produced in this vicinity was some two weeks after I arrived.
Since then, of that liquid solvent we have been greatly deprived.
I'm still unsure how we, for so long in that lack, thrived.
I moved in when I was just twenty years of age,
Running away from my parents on account of a caused damage.
I had dented their social image.
Although they never said they were mad,
I had that feeling what I had done made them terribly sad.
Particularly my dad.
I could not to look him in the face
Considering how low I had fallen from my place.
I longed to disappear without trace.
Hence, I took the bold step one moon-lit night,
Took into the unknown, a flight.
Although, I must admit I was stricken with fright.
Taking off as though I was directed by fate,
I stopped nowhere else until I arrived this particular state.
Part of me felt this place was built to frustrate
Yet another part of me saw it as a perfect get away spot
Completely off my now berated family's lot
And somewhere they could find me not.
The first two weeks were off the hook.
I had fun getting to know the crannies and nook.
Oh I leapt before I gave a look.
It would soon be the look of shock
At the seeming backwardness of this new block,
For my expectations hit a very big rock.
The first day I came, there was no water in my apartment.
I had to run miles to a stream to my greatest amazement.
Now that I think of it, I wonder why I didn't employ arraignment.
Arraignment of the rulers of this land,
A complete stripping and remand
In police custody for ruling with such an iron hand.
But can they actually shoulder the blame.
They are at the bottom of the game.
Against the antics of the top, they are lame.
Hence they have to play along,
Dancing to the tune of the song,
Played the top-echelon's gong.
The water situation continued on end,
It was indeed a difficult situation to contend.
I was forced to bend and blend.
It went on for years,
Almost every week I cried hot tears
For I knew where I came from wouldn't bring me such wears.
In any case, as the saying goes, join the system you cannot beat,
This poison I had to make my meat.
Daily for forty years I did eat.
I was not aware if my parents were dead or alive
For I had cut them off in a bid to thrive.
Into the deepest end, I took a dive.
In this newfound life I lived,
I silently grieved.
For I missed the good life that I could have in the city achieved.
With time, I adjusted to this odd norm.
My mind was given a reform;
I reprogrammed myself to eat this worm.
A man who ate nothing but chicken
Now forced to eat something so sicken
Things were really bleaken.
Now, I am sixty four years old
And I'm in tears of joy like I have seen pure gold.
Inside me, I cannot hold.
There is water in my compound!!!
Pure, colourless, tasteless liquid flowing around!!!
Oh can you hear that sound?!!!
It is flowing fast and free!!!
No obstructions just glee!!!!