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Between Prayers and Thunder

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February 18, 2026

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Between Prayers and Thunder

Verse 1 — Rev. Jesse Jackson

Rainbow preacher, student of Dr. King, Laid his head in peace while family made a ring. Illness slowed his stride, but not the call he raised, He built a PUSH for rainbows, where every color stayed. He ran when doors were bolted, signed up legions new, Helped chart a road that later someone else walked through. Barack called him a giant, a builder of the way, And Donald said his thunder was a force that doesn’t sway.

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Verse 2 — Navalny poisoning findings

Across the frozen distance, a widow names the deed, European labs say poison, from a dart frog’s creed. Epibatidine’s shadow, rare in northern climes, They argue state and secret had the chance and times. She calls it chemical murder, a weapon from above, The Kremlin stamps it baseless, denies the thing she loves. But somewhere in the paperwork, a jungle whisper stays, A truth that doesn’t thaw just because the winter says.

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Verse 3 — U.S.–Iran talks in Geneva

In Geneva’s quiet hallways, envoys lean and bend, Oman carries messages that try to make amends. They speak of guiding principles, a scaffold taking form, While carriers haunt horizons and a strait is sealed by storm. Drafts slide back and forward, the ink still warm with doubt, They say they’ll meet up soon to figure the rest out. Progress like a lantern cupped against a restless wind, The room holds fragile daylight, and something might begin.

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Verse 4 — DHS shutdown

Back home the homeland’s watchers work on borrowed light, Essential boots keep moving through an unpaid night. A stalemate over borders after grief in Minneapolis, Enforcement grinds unbroken on a separate apparatus. The Capitol takes a breather while the clock keeps on, A speech sits on the calendar, the worry lingers long. In the halls and on the tarmac, in the scanner’s steady hum, You can hear a country asking when the pay and peace will come.

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Verse 5 — Board of Peace on Gaza

In Washington they’re crafting a new board by that name, A fortune for the shattered coast, to cool the dust and flame. A long list signs the charter, with Israel in the thread, Some stalwart friends in Europe watch and shake their head. They promise boots for safety in a force to hold the line, While blue flags count the mountains that still must be climbed. Critics warn the framework might sidestep the old tune, But hope walks where it’s needed when the sirens meet the moon.

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Verse 6 — Ramadan begins

A silver curve is sighted—fasting hearts awake, From gulf to western rooftops, prayers weave a gentle ache. In Paris, ash and crescent share a twilight-blue embrace, Morocco sends its scholars, many bound for that place. Kitchens hush by daylight, then open like a hymn, City lights and minarets breathe patience from within. The faithful draw the water, the hungry learn to give, And mercy marks the calendar with one more way to live.

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Final Chorus and Ending

Hold fast, hold faith, in the crosswind of the day, Where candles meet the sirens and truth can lose its way. We learn to sing between the breaking and the bloom— Keep the door of daylight open in a crowded room. Bang the drum for ballots, ring the phones for peace, Feed the hands that tremble, let the tireless get release. Mourn the ones who left us, lift the ones who choose— Strike a match and pass it on—tonight we cannot lose.

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