WATER SHORTAGE
poem by:
Kenvil Atkins
Written
on Feb 21, 2026
WATER SHORTAGE There was no pipeline of sorts If so, Grandma never complains After all, there was the river below That satisfied our ego on the go And grandma never complains Rain was scared, you know the rest The asphalt drum remains empty Yet still grandma never complains If by chance a passing shower Would suffice her for many hours Washing and cooking had their merits That’s the way it was for many years Around the house, animals still graze A day at the river, you would be amazed How our family enjoys this simple craze It was our life without dependency There were no pipelines; she cared not The years went by, never was there a cry About Wasco or any other guy, that’s why Dependency makes truancy much too fancy Back here in Cannels, Grandma Leslie and I Kga poet
Tags: Happy, Metaphor, Hope, Imagery,
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Roxanne Dubarry commented on Feb 23, 2026 at 8:05pm
It is very clear to me that even without,
what many would claim to be modern
admenties, your grandma never
complained about any thing?
She was quit satisfied with the
simple free things in life such
as animals and rain.
She already had everything
she needed in the world,
unlike me she never once
complained!
Kenvil, you have a blessed poetic
story telling gift, it is plain to see,
for writing non-fiction narrative
poetry
