Gone to the North

Rubbed my eyes
Washed my mouth
Stitched my clothes
Sold my land
I tried to tell the world
Show them how
Make a point
Convince the crowd
Followed every move
The trail of beasts
The path of man
The way of life
I conquered every hole
Planted every seed
Watched the leaves unfold
Into misery
When does a good person
Do something wrong
When does a bad person
Do something right
Gone to the north
Back to the south
Made me realise
There was no way out
Close my eyes
Shut my mouth
Tear my clothes
Burn my land