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Blizzard, Borders, and Broken Crowns

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February 25, 2026

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Blizzard, Borders, and Broken Crowns

Verse 1

Under chandeliers and cameras, the Capitol held its breath, A new-term speech on law and order, wins claimed, wars to end, and debts. But the doorway’s jammed by a shutdown, the homeland lights half-dim, While far from home in Richmond, a Virginian answers him— A milestone voice in blue replying, steady as a drum, Two visions on the table while the votes refuse to come.

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Chorus

Headlines howl like winter wind, from marble steps to border lines, We brace between the thunderclaps and read the moving signs. Let the truth run bright, let the law stand tall, When the world leans hard, may we not fall. Hold on, hold out, sing loud, sing long— In the storm of the century, be the song.

Verse 2

Engines idle on the runway, diplomats in quiet rooms, Geneva clocks keep ticking while a desert watches plumes. Deal or drums, we’re told to wait and see what time might bring, As senior voices warn the cost a wider war could sing. From war rooms to committee halls, a caution shapes the air: No strikes without the people’s say, no sleepwalk into snare.

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Verse 3

A palace door swings open to a knock not heard in years, An aging prince in question on a day of cake and cheers. They say he shared the state’s own whispers with a man the world now knows, Released but under watchful eyes, as darker water flows. A father bows and tells the land, let justice take its course, A grieving family answers back: let law outlast its source.

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Verse 4

Across the aisle and ocean, another name is read, A statesman from the red benches faces what was left unsaid. Old emails from across the sea, market tremors in their wake, Crisis days and guarded words, which promises would break? He left the halls, he says he’s sorry for the company he kept, Denies the crime they ask about, while London hasn’t slept.

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Chorus

Verse 5

High country pines in Jalisco heard a final, thundered word, El Mencho’s reign fell silent where the mountain sparrows stirred. With shadowed help from over north, the strike was swift and stark, Then fires bloomed on highways and the daylight turned to dark. Guard convoys hit, the markets burned, the roads were cut and scarred, And Guadalajara wonders what this summer might regard.

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Verse 6

Then the sky itself took sides and pulled the ocean’s breath to snow, Providence wrote records no one living yet could know. Coastal winds roared like a hurricane, lines went black with cold, Flights fell from the boards in strings, a story white and bold. A tree came down in Maryland; the Hill delayed its say, While city streets in midnight hush wore winter’s iron gray.

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Bridge/Finale

So light the porch, keep watch, tune every string we’ve got, From courtrooms, runways, mountain roads, to storms that tie the knot— The jets, the gavels, burning tires, and stadium dreams that gleam, All crash into the chorus like a river into steam. If power fades and wires fail, we’ll be our own bright spark, Count the truth in human voices ringing through the dark—

Final Chorus

Headlines howl like winter wind, but we still choose the lines: Name the wrong, defend the right, and hold each other’s signs. Let the truth run bright, let the law stand tall, When the world leans hard, we won’t fall. Drums up, lights up, hearts up, on— Through blizzard, borders, broken crowns—be the song.

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