Dreams of Our Forebears – Water

You children don’t remember, do you?
When we searched the countryside for water,
We could wander off for days
And never find a thing of any use
To anyone.

Now, we build these towers,
Water flows to every house
And no one even asks
“How does it get there?”

We designed this world:
Its superstructure, anyway.
And what we gave our lives to find
Comes to you in the dark, unthinking.

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