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Straits and Sparks
World News: Rock Edition

Straits and Sparks

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March 13, 2026
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Straits and Sparks

Verse 1 — Iran and the Gulf

A new voice rises where the old one fell, Vows the narrow gate stays locked like hell. Mines in the throat of the world’s blue vein, Tankers burning smoke, salt tasting like pain. Families push north under siren skies, From Beirut’s shadows to Tehran’s cries. Grids flicker in the desert wind, Whispers of spies, and flights begin again.

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Chorus

Straits are closed and the oil runs high, Kids need dawn while the markets cry. Missiles roar and the ballots rise, Hold the line, don’t let the world run dry. Straits and sparks, a wire on fire— We sing through smoke; we won’t get tired.

Verse 2 — The Oil Release

They broke the glass on the red alarm, Uncapped the vaults to calm the storm. Barrels bleed from iron beds, But the price still climbs on fear and dread. Analysts say there’s one true key: Open water to a restless sea. Warships wait, the escort’s late, And hope runs thin at a shuttered gate.

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Chorus

Straits are closed and the oil runs high, Kids need dawn while the markets cry. Missiles roar and the ballots rise, Hold the line, don’t let the world run dry. Straits and sparks, a wire on fire— We sing through smoke; we won’t get tired.

Verse 3 — Sudan’s Schoolyard

A drone found a school and a clinic’s door, Turned chalk to ash on the classroom floor. Little hands that should hold the sun Were counted in silence when the counting was done. The world looks east while the river weeps, White Nile mourning its stolen sleep. Voices in blue say they’re appalled, But children keep moving—home’s been walled.

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Chorus

Straits are closed and the oil runs high, Kids need dawn while the markets cry. Missiles roar and the ballots rise, Hold the line, don’t let the world run dry. Straits and sparks, a wire on fire— We sing through smoke; we won’t get tired.

Verse 4 — Markets in Freefall

Tickers bleed on a third dark day, Jets and cruises drift away. Yields bite harder, debts run cold, Mortgages tighten their winter hold. Traders know what headlines tell: When the choke point shuts, the prices swell. “Unmatched shock,” the watchdogs say— Only open lanes can quiet the fray.

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Chorus

Straits are closed and the oil runs high, Kids need dawn while the markets cry. Missiles roar and the ballots rise, Hold the line, don’t let the world run dry. Straits and sparks, a wire on fire— We sing through smoke; we won’t get tired.

Verse 5 — North Korea at Sea

Steel hull prowls on a trial tide, Cruise-fire arcs from the western side. A leader watches with steady stare, His daughter framed in the salted air. Drills to the south beat steady drums, His sister warns how the thunder comes. New teeth at sea, ambitions wide— A future drawn on a rising tide.

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Verse 6 — New Hampshire’s Flip

In a lakeside district tinted red, A Democrat walked where a Republican tread. After a seat went south, a door swung free, A whisper turned to a turning key. Party lines tremble, warning lights glow, But the map still leans with a granite slow. The chamber stays guarded, the governor too, Yet ballots can murmur what bombs can’t do.

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Final Chorus — Break the Wire

Straits are closed but the song cuts through, Kids need dawn, let the daylight through. Missiles roar, yet the ballots rise, Hold the line—let truth baptize. Straits and sparks, a world on wire, Fuel the heart, not just the fire.

Outro — Ignite the Ending

Open the lanes, drown the dread, Ground the drones, lift the head. Cut the fuse, clear the sky, Let the ships run free and the tears run dry. Raise your voice, let the static fade— We are the chorus this chaos made.

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