Whispers of Autocracy

They came with whispers then with shouts Selling anger Planting doubts

Pointing finger casting blame Turning chaos into a game behind the flags,

behind smile it was poison all the while Step by step they claimed the

ground Till no free voice could be found Make autocracy

great again that's the song they sing the bitter hymn Truth is buried

justice bends when freedom breaks that's where it

ends Courts re shaped, the gavel fall Echoes marching through the hall

Media silenced Stories fade, Critics punished depts are paid the playbook’s old