The Last Breath.

Water flows under the river Between pillars that made in concrete Once the place was free no flow hurdle made Now hurdles many and flows are blocked in places Where ever bridges constructed Water tells the story Once I liked the freedom of flow Now I am tamed to travel through the hurdles That people constructed for their own needs I have no complaint but only one request let me the freedom as ever i enjoyed To keep up my body pure and clean always Show some mercy to keep my own neatness Otherwise the human involvement is so many Throwing debris somewhere in river Thinking that I am a dust bin for your need Desist your attempt to demean my dignity I am the water the power of all lives That supposed to keep up the life system itself Haven't you heard some drops of water in last breath.