Aching

Mind and body aching No its not growing pains its aging Streets clean, spotless pavements It's my dream of a country less vacant Saying in vision the state of the nation Confucius confusing disillusioned illusion Propagandists and antagonistic views of solutions Soul diluted, gardens fragrant Soul sleepless that's why I'm restless Staying patient will result in payments Labours skilled for ages Ages skilled for labours Switch up like we write our own pages History made us from star dust Start of by giving thanks to the universe who made us Children of sons and meteorites Living in a beautiful earth with civil rights Movements to a revolution Complete the complex commands of commandments Feeling condemned No condiments or lettuce for bread Dry like the group that's not fertilized How shall we grow if you know what's been seen through young eyes