I'm Bad With Titles

Part 1

I can sleep no more, 

My legs hurt and, 

My mind is broke. 

It's hard to speak your mind without, confrontation, 

But I still got something to say to this generation. 

My heart is gone, 

take notes, 

'cause I'm having a stroke. 

A change has come, 

Wiped out entire, 

Civilizations. 

It takes effort, 

to revert the mistakes, 

of human nature. 

But I've seen it, though, 

Hope in the eyes, 

Of a young Nation.

There's beauty in this World of Terror, 

That will save us from our errors. 

I wish for its revelation, 

before the hour of damnation. 

Take a time of reflection, 

For the due correction, 

Of our money complexion.