A Long Journey Of Water Drops – A Poem By Ahmad Ali Karim

A half-full pail of water,
Left by a man named Jun,
On a hot day, in a field,
Dried in the blazing sun.

The water drops rose up,
Till they reached the sky,
Which made them excited,
For they thought they couldn’t fly.

Later they flew down,
As rain drops into a stream,
Again, they were so excited,
It was just like a dream.

The stream leads to a cliff,
And becomes a waterfall,
So the water dived down,
To the base of Niagara Falls.

The water moved on,
Passing through dark tunnels,
And fell into dirty water,
Where they turned into bubbles.

They were in a big sewer,
Where there’s nowhere to go,
Day and night they were trapped,
Until again they could flow.

Then again, they traveled,
As sparkling clean water,
Flowing through dark tunnels,
And reached a water filter.

They came out cleaner,
Into a bottle, they ran,
Back to Jun, back to the fields,
And to the sky they flew again.