By. Himanshi Duggar
We're stuck in times of drought and distress,
And although I've got food to eat;
It doesn't make the pain any less.
The people around me have lost the water,
That comforted me during dark times.
And when I look up to them now,
All they've got are sour limes.
The nights are long and the days are too short.
The winter compels the mind insane;
Amongst the inhumanity all around,
There are some that retain.
And they tell me what I need:
One brave light,
to overcome the plight.