Restless

The natives are restless because of the economy, turning to drugs, guns and brutality, Even a good time makes them uncomfortable, because beneath it all lies deceptions and fables, Restlessness is taking control of a nation, turning good folks into vagabonds, The lives that they have nurtured for so long is going up in smoke before their eyes, No one in power seems to hear or care about their desperate cries, Holding on for one more day, only leads to more times that are gray, When will the government heed their pleas and heal their discontent? The natives are restless and harboring thoughts of ill-intentions, When will they be heard and given honorable mentions......????