Well of Life
Our groundwater is the well we all drink from. Fracking pollutes.
We drink from the well in a desert
Stagnant the water is impure
But we must drink, be ill or die
Our fate, from our location, is sure.
But when we stand beside the babbling waters of the well,
Behind us, dormant, a stagnant pool
The wise drink from the fresh water
The stagnant not even drank by the fool.
Some men for the love of gold
The fresh water of the well shall pollute
When all is left is the stangant pool
Too late, we will know the truth…