What Dissent Looks Like Now

[Intro]
No, it’s not bullshit as usual...
The new normal is not neutral.
Consent’s just gone,
Rights abandoned.
Democracy’s dead,
Dissent’s gone dread...

[Verse 1 – state surveillance & corporate control]
We used to scream into the streets,
Now silence starts inside our feeds.
They call it bugs… but posts go poof!
YouTube’s chat rewrites the truth.

It’s a game of men of shame,
History’s a threat to them.
Big Tech broke its poker face,
Now every scroll’s a hiding place.

[Chorus]
This is what dissent looks like now:
Invisible, internal, thin,
A muted thought beneath your skin.
It’s algorithms, not a gun,
But hun, that’s how new wars are won.
This is what dissent looks like now?

[Verse 2 – systemic institutional sabotage]
They gutted justice from its core,
Civil servants walked out the door.
Philosophy? Deleted. Gone…
Because ideas might catch on!

The deans stay quiet, donors cheer.
The law’s sold in the name of fear.
A government of grift and dare,
Where treason hides in legal wear.

[Chorus]
This is what dissent looks like now:
A clause erased, a mail delayed,
A syllabus they never made,
A lawyer’s oath that’s lost its weight,
A student debt that seals a fate…
This is what dissent looks like now?

[Verse 3 – engineered chaos & bots Control]
They seed the feeds with farmed out bots,
Praise God, and peddle prison plots.
The “debates” are traps that loop and stall,
Just rage machines to waste us all.

Your logic’s flagged, your truth’s dismissed,
While trolls define who can exist.
They shoot and fire, then say “calm down”,
And blame the victim, as most yawn...

[Bridge – this is not a drill]
It’s not a glitch,
It’s not a test,
It’s policy,
A bloody mess!

They want confusion,
Promote delusion.
They bait with faith,
Then fear, then wrath!

Every move is built to break,
Not fix,
Not free,
Not heal,
Just take!

[Verse 4 – NO ONE IS SAFE]
No trial, no truth, no public proof,
No prayer strong enough to soothe.
Deport the loud, imprison the poor,
Fund new cages, then build some more!

Speak the truth and lose your claim.
No jobs, no aids, hopes gone in flame.
Their plan is prepped, the script’s in place,
And it’s ruthless, death wears no face…

[Final Chorus – the end game, i.e. so what now?]
This is what dissent looks like now:
A lullaby beneath a drone,
A name redacted from a phone,
A felon tweeting from hell’s throne.

May we dare scream, cry out loud…
This
is what dissent
looks like
now?
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