In Cape Town
Howrah, West Bengal
Cape Town, a city without water,
You all have heard the matter.
Water is rationed with strict care,
Each family gets their rightful share.
Twenty-five liters is the set amount,
Peacekeepers ensure there’s no discount.
With sticks in hand, they stand their ground,
No noise or chaos will be allowed.
Now they say Bengaluru’s turn is near,
The thought itself brings us fear.
Hearing it makes our hearts race,
Dread and worry we can’t erase.
So start conserving, don’t delay,
Stop wastage every single day.
For Kolkata, too, might face the fight,
Cape Town’s struggle could come to light.