Lookout for Agenda 47
They call it a vision, but it’s hard to see, A future built for them, not you or me. The stakes are high, we can’t ignore, Agenda 47's knocking on the door.
Verse 1
The whispers start, the plans unfold,
Promises made, but they’re all cold.
Dark money flows, the billionaires cheer,
Their power grows, but the people fear.
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