Some things are out of our reach
So we imagine, and that is when all is well
Luxuries we can’t afford,
Needs unmet, as the years go by
The world is asleep, its eyes closed
Basic is such a necessity, the elite we beseech
Pipes and pumps, they brought us, our plight they tell
And in approval we nod
For a while, we won’t cry
But the world is still asleep, its eyes closed.
Water is life, go on. Preach!
Some remote areas, still sounding their thirst bell
We must go back to the drawing board
Our people are being left to die
And this world stays asleep, its eyes closed.
Clean is our spirit, our water is coloured, peach!
Our yells unheard, how long do we dwell?
Still heading to the rivers with our gourds
Women and children, on their heads with their pots held high
This sight upon the world, and still it sleeps, its eyes closed
Drinking from the habitats of leeches
Sick from contamination, our health we sell
What can we do? We pray to the Lord
For overflowing clean water, not vessels dry
How long, world, will you stay asleep, your eyes tightly closed?