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'"It Can't Happen Here" - Sinclair Lewis (Redux)'
- Kotoku Denjiro

November 9, 2024 at 12:49 a.m.
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(Verse 1)
In the heart of Vermont, under the sun so bright,
There's a tale unfolding, in the dead of night.
"It Can't Happen Here," Doremus Jessup writes,
But the winds of change, they're taking flight.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," echoes in the air,
But look around you, see the people's stare.
The stage is set, the players in their place,
In the mirror of society, we see our face.

(Verse 2)
Buzz Windrip rises, with promises so sweet,
A future of prosperity, where all shall meet.
But behind the curtain, the truth's untold,
Power and ambition, in their hands they hold.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," but it's happening now,
We've seen it before, history tells us how.
The cycle repeats, again and again,
In the dance of power, it's always the same.

(Bridge)
Look to the past, see the shadows cast,
Figures in the spotlight, echoes of the past.
Leaders and heroes, villains in disguise,
In the theater of life, truth and lies.

(Verse 3)
In the land of the free, under democracy's guise,
A leader rises, amidst the people's cries.
Promises of greatness, a nation reborn,
But beneath the surface, a truth is torn.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," a refrain so old,
But the song continues, as stories are told.
In the rhythm of time, in the melody of years,
Hear the echo of laughter, see the trace of tears.

(Verse 4)
In the year of '16, a new tale began,
Trump took the stage, with a master plan.
Promises of greatness, a nation divided,
In the heart of America, a new era presided.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," but it happened then,
A chapter in history, written by men.
In the rhythm of time, in the melody of years,
Hear the echo of laughter, see the trace of tears.

(Verse 5)
As the years rolled on, the world took a turn,
Pandemics and protests, lessons to learn.
In the face of adversity, humanity stood,
For justice, for equality, for the greater good.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," but it's happening still,
In the heart of the nation, against its will.
In the rhythm of time, in the melody of years,
Hear the echo of laughter, see the trace of tears.

(Verse 6)
In the wake of unrest, a new voice arose,
Kamala Harris, in the midst of foes.
Breaking glass ceilings, a beacon of hope,
In the heart of America, helping us cope.

(Outro)
As the song ends, remember this tune,
Under the fading light of the moon.
"It Can't Happen Here," but it can, you see,
In the heart of the night, in the land of the free.
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(Verse 8)
In the wake of his loss, he rallies the base,
A call to return, to seize back his place.
With whispers of fascism, louder each day,
A storm on the horizon, ready to sway.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," but the shadows grow near,
It's time to unite, cast aside our fear.
The stakes are rising, the fight’s crystal clear,
In the land of the free, we must persevere.

(Verse 9)
Democrats falter, with words but no might,
While the far-right arms in the dead of the night.
Our voices alone won’t answer the call,
It’s time for action, to stand tall.

(Bridge 2)
Leftist militia, united and strong,
To protect each other from what’s gone wrong.
From city streets to rural grounds,
We arm with knowledge, strength abounds.

(Verse 10)
In every small town, on city blocks too,
People gather, defenders in blue.
Not waiting for saviors, nor hiding in fear,
Together we rise, our purpose clear.

(Chorus)
"It Can't Happen Here," but it’s happening fast,
The future’s uncertain, the die has been cast.
From Vermont to Texas, across this land,
It's time to unite, and take a stand.

(Outro)
So let this be the anthem, our solemn vow,
To defend each other, here and now.
"It Can Happen Here," but not if we fight,
For justice, for freedom, in the dawn’s first light.

"It Can't Happen Here" - Sinclair Lewis (Redux)

Intersectional anarcho-feminist communist.
anti-racist. anti-misogyny. anti-fascist. anti-homophobia. anti-transphobia. anti-ableist. anti-classist. anti-imperialist.
“Under no pretext should arms and ammunition be surrendered; any attempt to disarm the workers must be frustrated, by force if necessary”
― Karl Marx

"It Can't Happen Here" - Sinclair Lewis (Redux)

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