The Silent Coup
It’s a silent coup, a quiet game, Rewriting laws, without the flame, Behind the robes, in shadows deep, They’re changing the rules while we’re asleep.
Verse 1:
They used to shout from every stage,
“Let’s rewrite the founding page,”
A con-con call, their grand design,
But now they’ve left that dream behind.
They’ve gone silent, nothing to say,
No more talk of changing ways,
But pay attention, watch their hand,
They’re shifting power, taking a stand.
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