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Where daily news becomes a song. Each episode transforms the past 24 hours of global events into an original musical creation. Experience the world’s stories through captivating melodies and lyrics

  1. 16H AGO

    Headlines on a Razor Wire

    Headlines on a Razor Wire Verse 1 — The Epstein Files A new law cracked the vault and the lights burned white, Justice sent the Hill a list that hums all night. Donald and Melania Trump, Bill Gates in the tide, Names in black ink, nowhere left to hide. UN voices thunder: a global ring exposed, Crimes of flesh and power, doors finally closed. From Turkey to Lithuania, sirens start to rise, A former Norwegian leader charged beneath the skies. Sources: Epstein files: 'No one is too wealthy or too powerful to be above the law' Justice Department lists hundreds of prominent people named in Epstein files Powerful people, random redactions: 4 things to know about the latest Epstein files The Epstein files have brought a wave of resignations and investigations Chorus Turn it up, let the floodlights roar, Truth beats down like a cannon at the door. From courtrooms to war rooms, we won’t tire, We’re walking these headlines on a razor wire. Raise your hands, make the ceiling shake, We break what breaks us before it breaks. Hold the line, hearts catching fire, Singing the news on a razor wire. Verse 2 — The Addiction Trial In Los Angeles the architect took the stand, They say the feed was built to catch a child’s hand. Kaley found a mirror that lied about her skin, A maze of hearts and likes that pulled her thin. Memos on the table, preteens in the fray, He admits the gates stood open, kids slipped through the gray. They’re calling it Big Tobacco’s modern stage, A verdict that could ripple far beyond the page. Sources: Zuckerberg grilled about Meta's strategy to target 'teens' and 'tweens' Mark Zuckerberg grilled about underage Instagram users, social media addiction during landmark trial Meta's Zuckerberg testifies about social media's effects on children in landmark trial Zuckerberg testimony: Meta CEO said he reached out to Apple's Tim Cook Verse 3 — Russia and Ukraine Geneva’s quiet corridors taste like iron and frost, Difficult words traded, no bridges crossed. Kyiv says the other side is stalling the clock, Maps of Donbas laid like a loaded rock. One hand grips territory, the other guards its name, Ceasefire just a whisper in a grinding game. Another round ends, the calendar holds its breath, While the border’s rhythm drums of life and death. Sources: Russia-Ukraine talks live: 'Difficult' negotiations end, more planned U.S.-Brokered Russia-Ukraine Peace Talks Cut Short in Geneva Talks break in Geneva with no end to Russia's war or hard-line demands First day of Ukraine-Russia talks to end war conclude in Geneva Verse 4 — The U.S. and Iran Another table hums with measured breaths, Oman in the middle, guiding lines sketched. Both sides say progress, ink not yet dry, Carriers prowl oceans, jets carve the sky. Hormuz narrows briefly under thunder drills, A warning in the water: talk, or metal wills. If words can carry further than a missile’s flame, Sign here, not with ashes, but with name. Sources: Iran says 'good progress' made in nuclear talks with US in Geneva U.S. and Iran say progress made in Geneva nuclear talks U.S. and Iran tout progress in nuclear talks as supreme leader warns Trump over military buildup Iran, US Set for Second Round of Nuclear Talks in Geneva Chorus Turn it up, let the floodlights roar, Truth beats down like a cannon at the door. From courtrooms to war rooms, we won’t tire, We’re walking these headlines on a razor wire. Raise your hands, make the ceiling shake, We break what breaks us before it breaks. Hold the line, hearts catching fire, Singing the news on a razor wire. Verse 5 — DHS Shutdown Homeland at half-light, paychecks turned to stone, Duty still marching with a hungry phone. A tragedy in Minneapolis scars the scene, Demands for cameras, tighter patrols, cleaner routines. Old funding keeps the border wheels in play, But airports, coasts, and storms feel the delay. An offer slides across the West Wing floor, Congress on vacation while the clock wants more. Sources: Democrats send counteroffer on ICE reforms to Republicans as DHS shutdown continues 5 things to know about the shutdown at the Department of Homeland Security A partial government shutdown has hit the Department of Homeland Security Democrats send Trump DHS funding counteroffer as agency shutdown grinds on Verse 6 — The SAVE America Fight On marble floors a voting bill stands tall, Proof of who you are before you’re on the roll call. It cleared one house and found a Senate tide, But the filibuster towers on the other side. Mike Lee wants voices talking through the night, Thune guards the brake, says the rules hold tight. Collins backs the bill, not the wrecking ball, And the president’s echo rattles through the hall. Sources: Trump's election bill, the SAVE America Act, has 50 Senate votes but Democrats could block it Final Chorus and Ending Turn it up, let the floodlights roar, Truth beats down like a cannon at the door. From courtrooms to war rooms, we won’t tire, We’re walking these headlines on a razor wire. Raise your hands, make the ceiling shake, We break what breaks us before it breaks. Strike the chords, set the night on fire— If the world’s the stage, we are the choir. No more hush, no more choir of liars— Turn it to eleven, ride the wire!

  2. 1D AGO

    Riffs for a Broken, Burning, Healing World

    Riffs for a Broken, Burning, Healing World Verse 1 He marched beside a dreamer and carried on the flame, Built a rainbow out of struggle, gave the voiceless a name. Illness dimmed the body, but the thunder never waned, Laid to rest with loved ones near, the legacy remains. From the South Side to the ballot, he shook the nation’s core, Leaders hailed his firebrand heart from every kind of shore. Sources: Reverend Jesse Jackson dies at age 84 Jesse Jackson, civil rights leader who ran for president, dies at age 84 Longtime civil rights leader Rev. Jesse Jackson dies at 84 Rev Jesse Jackson, civil rights leader and Rainbow PUSH founder, dies at 84 Civil rights icon Jesse Jackson dies at 84 Chorus Turn it up, the world’s on edge, but we won’t fade to grey, From mourning into marching, we will rise and say: Truth won’t drown, hope won’t rust, even when the night is long— Turn it up, turn it up, make justice our song. Verse 2 Across the frost and wire, a verdict crossed the sea, Labs lit up the darkness with a jungle chemistry. They said the state had motive, and the means to make it sting, His widow cried to heaven, named the hand behind the thing. The courthouse of the Kremlin called it all a bitter lie— But the frog-born shadow lingers where the fearless learn to die. Sources: Alexei Navalny likely killed by toxins from poison dart frog, Europeans say Russia accused of killing Navalny with dart frog toxin. What we know about the rare poison 5 European nations say Navalny was poisoned by the Kremlin Alexey Navalny: Russian opposition figure killed by toxin found in poison dart frogs Russia rejects claims of poisoning Navalny with dart frog toxin Chorus Turn it up, the world’s on edge, but we won’t fade to grey, From mourning into marching, we will rise and say: Truth won’t drown, hope won’t rust, even when the night is long— Turn it up, turn it up, make justice our song. Verse 3 In Geneva’s cold-lit rooms, they circled words like fire, An envoy from the desert, and a prince of deals and wire. Oman held the middle while the drafts began to cross, Strait gates briefly shuttered, carriers cut their gloss. They called it real momentum, but the devil guards the seam— Pages yet to barter in the half-light of a dream. Sources: Amid threat of U.S. attack, Iran nuclear talks proceed without breakthrough U.S. and Iran say progress made in Geneva nuclear talks U.S. and Iran to hold a second round of nuclear talks in Geneva Iran Says It Temporarily Closed the Strait of Hormuz as It Held More Indirect Talks With the US Verse 4 In a capital of stalemate, a fortress lost its pay, Most still stand in duty lines to keep the storms at bay. Shots in northern streets ignited fury, sharpened laws, While agents keep on moving through the loopholes and the flaws. Congress took a breather, speeches brewing in the wings— A Union waits for thunder and the shift that justice brings. Sources: Democrats send Trump DHS funding counteroffer as agency shutdown grinds on DHS government shutdown is underway. Here are the services affected. 5 things to know about the shutdown at the Department of Homeland Security What to know on the DHS government shutdown Chorus Turn it up, the world’s on edge, but we won’t fade to grey, From mourning into marching, we will rise and say: Truth won’t drown, hope won’t rust, even when the night is long— Turn it up, turn it up, make justice our song. Verse 5 A brand-new board in Washington, bright banners, lofty claims, Vast pledges for a shattered coast, rebuilt from ash and flames. Nations sign in gilded ink—UAE, Amman on line, Riyadh, Tel Aviv in chorus, while some allies decline. Skeptics see a shadow of the blue flag’s crowded hall— Is it help or is it power when the giants make the call? Sources: Board of Peace members pledge more than $5bn for Gaza aid and reconstruction Trump's new Board of Peace to convene in Washington this week on Gaza reconstruction Trump says Board of Peace members promise $5 billion for Gaza rebuild Trump Says Board of Peace Members Pledge $5 Billion for Gaza Reconstruction Verse 6 Moonrise called the faithful and the city lights went still, Dates and dawn and whispered prayers, a turning of the will. From Doha’s quiet kitchens to the courts of Paris stone, Ash and crescent meeting where the sacred seeds are sown. Scholars sail from Maghreb winds to teach and break the fast— A chorus of forgiveness for a world that burns too fast. Sources: Saudi Arabia Announces Wednesday as First Day of Ramadan 2026 Ramadan in Qatar begins tomorrow, February 18, 2026 France Marks Start of Ramadan 2026 on Wednesday Final Chorus Turn it up, the world’s on edge, but we won’t fade to grey, From mourning into marching, we will rise and say: Truth won’t drown, hope won’t rust, even when the night is long— Turn it up, turn it up, make justice our song. Outro Strike the chord for saints and rebels, let the skyline shake, From closed straits to open hearts, feel the levees break. Raise the lights, roll the drums—let the final crash belong To the living and the fallen— Turn it up, we are the song!

  3. 2D AGO

    Sirens, Wires, and Ink

    Sirens, Wires, and Ink Verse 1 — Board of Peace, Broken Streets They lit a hall with a new-name crown, a promise in the glare, A Board of Peace holds out its hands to bones and dust and prayer. They talk of cranes above the ruins, boots ready for the sand, But old allies cross their arms at a chairman’s iron hand. With Moscow at the table and the ledger stacked so steep, The vows sound bright, but the reckoning runs deep. Sources: Trump Says Board of Peace Members Pledge $5 Billion for Gaza Reconstruction Board of Peace to unveil $5 billion in Gaza reconstruction at inaugural meeting, Trump says Trump Announces $5 Billion in Gaza Commitments From Board of Peace Member States Chorus Build it back, hold the line, turn the cameras to the night, Wire the sky, write the truth, talk till the fuse burns white. We’re a planet in the red, still the drum finds a beat— Raise your hands, don’t look away, make the broken streets believe. Verse 2 — Shut Doors, Open Wounds In halls of homeland half asleep, the lights are thin and cold, Most still work for empty checks while orders take their hold. Two names echo through the snow where sirens used to fade, Now there’s talk of eyes on uniforms and badges on display. They argue over shadows, over roving, over blame, While raids roll on with borrowed cash and Congress stays away. Sources: Government Shutdown 2026: No clear path to ending DHS funding standoff A partial government shutdown has hit the Department of Homeland Security 5 things to know about the shutdown at the Department of Homeland Security DHS shutdown begins as funding expires without a deal in Congress Chorus Build it back, hold the line, turn the cameras to the night, Wire the sky, write the truth, talk till the fuse burns white. We’re a planet in the red, still the drum finds a beat— Raise your hands, don’t look away, make the broken streets believe. Verse 3 — Geneva Sparks Geneva hums like midnight wires, the ink not dry from Oman’s air, Tehran says bite the sanction chains and maybe there’s a share. The atom’s on the table; the rockets are not touched, The watchdog’s in the lobby and the strait’s waters are roughed. Envoys lean on careful words, a bargain laced with thorns, Peace with teeth, or just a truce that wilts before the dawn? Sources: Iran meets UN nuclear watchdog in Geneva ahead of a second round of US talks Iran open to compromises to reach nuclear deal with U.S., minister tells BBC Iran says missile programme non-negotiable as Tehran, Washington eye talks Chorus Build it back, hold the line, turn the cameras to the night, Wire the sky, write the truth, talk till the fuse burns white. We’re a planet in the red, still the drum finds a beat— Raise your hands, don’t look away, make the broken streets believe. Verse 4 — Ink on the Floor A newsroom older than our storms falls quiet, blinds half drawn, Sports and stories lost to dust, whole worlds of pages gone. From Cairo to the harbor lights, the foreign desk goes black, They blame the search that starved the clicks and code that bites the back. The union counts the faded names; the owner swears he’ll stay— But history’s heaviest scissors cut the truth away. Sources: Washington Post lays off one-third of its newsroom Jeff Bezos remains committed to Washington Post amid brutal layoffs, top editor Matt Murray says Inside one of the 'darkest days in the history' of The Washington Post Sweeping layoffs at The Washington Post will do 'enormous damage,' former editor says Verse 5 — Silicon Drought The data temples drink it all, the memory, the spark, Prices climb like thunderheads, the factory floors run dark. A car king dreams of forging chips with steel and salted fire, Phones feel tighter margins, cloud gods build higher spires. New foundries crawl toward the light while orders choke the air— In the hum of hungry servers, scarcity is prayer. Sources: AI Boom Driving a Global Memory Chip Shortage, Sending Prices Soaring Rampant AI demand for memory is fueling a growing chip crisis Memory chip shortage to last through 2027, semiconductor boss says How and When the Memory Chip Shortage Will End Verse 6 — Munich Echo In Munich, softer boots on stage call West to stand as kin, A gentler chord than last year’s flame, a smile to draw them in. He blesses bonds, then scolds the gates on migrants and the skies, Europe nods, calls it a calm, reassuring lullaby. But not a word for eastern ghosts, no anchor, just the breeze— A choir without the drummer, a promise on its knees. Sources: Rubio tries to ease tensions with Europe with message of unity Marco Rubio wants to build a 'new Western century'. Will Europe join? Secretary of State Marco Rubio at the Munich Security Conference Bridge Sirens in the harbor, wires in the rain, Pressrooms bleeding letters, steel that learns our pain. Talk in mirrored cities, deals that bend and sway— If we’re counting on tomorrow, let tomorrow hear us play. Final Chorus Build it back, hold the line, turn the cameras to the night, Wire the sky, write the truth, talk till the fuse burns white. We’re a planet in the red, still the drum finds a beat— Raise your hands, don’t look away, make the broken streets believe. Ending Turn it up—let Gaza breathe, let Geneva keep the light, Let the ink find its chorus and the circuits win the fight. From shut doors to open air, from silence into steel, We are amps against the darkness— Make the broken streets feel real.

  4. 3D AGO

    Sirens Over the Fractured World

    Sirens Over the Fractured World Verse 1 — Poison and a Prison Cell From London to Paris to Berlin, Stockholm to The Hague, they ran the tests, they named the sting: a dart frog’s deadly blade. At Munich they said the science speaks, it cuts through barbed-up lies, and Yulia’s voice rose through the storm: “Hold the killer to the light.” They rang the bell in The Hague’s halls, a treaty torn and frayed, means and motive, shadowed hands, and poison on parade. Sources: NBC News PBS News TIME Al Jazeera CNN UK Government Chorus Turn up the glare, let the truth cut through the smoke, drums of justice shaking walls until they finally choke. From cold cells to crowded streets, we won’t look away— raise the amp, strike the chord, let the reckoning play. Verse 2 — Files Thrown Wide Pam Bondi cracked the vault and let the floodgates roar, a trove of names and midnight tapes spilled across the floor. Across the sea, a prince now faces questions from the Crown, Mandelson dropped his ribbons, a port king laid them down. Back home, counselors stepped aside, an old guard lost its poise, and cameras caught the paper trail of Congress-tracking noise. Sources: Fox News NPR CBS News Al Jazeera CNN Chorus Turn up the glare, let the truth cut through the smoke, drums of justice shaking walls until they finally choke. From cold cells to crowded streets, we won’t look away— raise the amp, strike the chord, let the reckoning play. Verse 3 — Vanished in the Night Nancy’s porch light blinked to black, her heartbeat app went mute, a mask at midnight on the cam, then silence in pursuit. A glove was found beyond the gate, a whisper in the clay, the lab says someone else was there, still ghosts refuse to say. The feds kicked doors and hope held fast, no cuffs to end the dread, while rivers full of tips keep running where the footprints bled. Sources: CNN NPR NBC News Chorus Turn up the glare, let the truth cut through the smoke, drums of justice shaking walls until they finally choke. From cold cells to crowded streets, we won’t look away— raise the amp, strike the chord, let the reckoning play. Verse 4 — Talks by the Lake Geneva sets another stage, Abu Dhabi in the rear, the White House in the corner keeps a deadline drawing near. Rutte counts the nameless cost, says losses break the scale, Moscow waves a captured town, another grieving tale. Donbas lines and iron vows, the knots are steel and flame, Paris and London stake a guard on promises and pain. Sources: Al Jazeera PBS News France 24 SBS News Verse 5 — Gunfire in Moscow A door in Moscow splinters wide, a quiet man goes down, a GRU brass ring is stained, a jacket soaked in brown. He once wore sanctions like a brand from Salisbury’s bitter day, now joins a list of uniforms that never walked away. Whispers point to Kyiv’s hand from older, colder nights, in stairwells where the echo keeps the names too scared for lights. Sources: NBC News Al Jazeera CNN Moscow Times Washington Post Verse 6 — Munich Roars for Change In Munich, winter warmed to fire, a sea of lifted hands, they called the end of iron rule from far and distant lands. They sang for Pahlavi to guide a bridge from crown to vote, he faced the mics at Munich’s hall and swore to keep that note: “I’ll take the charge the people give, to steer through storm and strife,” as flags became a metronome for freedom’s drum and fife. Sources: CNN Bridge Sirens in the distance, secrets on the wire, peace talks at the water’s edge, a city set on fire. Names etched into headlines, chains rattling on the rail, we tune our strings to lightning and we ride the fragile scale. Final Chorus and Ending Turn up the glare, let the truth cut through the smoke, drums of justice shaking walls until they finally choke. From cold cells to crowded streets, we won’t look away— raise the amp, strike the chord, let the reckoning play. One more time—raise the lights, shake the gates, name the wrongs by name. Let the world ring, let the chords sting— we won’t fade, we won’t break, we won’t look away!

  5. 4D AGO

    Dart Frogs, Deadlines, and Docking: A World on the Wire

    Dart Frogs, Deadlines, and Docking: A World on the Wire Verse 1 — Dart frog toxin in the Arctic cold From an Arctic cage to a lab-lit glare, They traced a jungle’s poison through the winter air. A chorus of capitals pointed at the throne, Saying the toxin on his breath wasn’t his own. His widow stood in Munich, named the blade in the night, While denials from the Kremlin drowned in chemical light. They’re knocking on the watchdog’s unblinking door, Saying, break this taboo we’ve broken before. Sources: 5 European nations say Alexei Navalny was poisoned and blame the Kremlin Alexey Navalny: Russian opposition figure killed by toxin found in poison dart frogs Russia poisoned opposition leader Alexei Navalny with dart frog toxin Russian opposition leader Alexei Navalny was poisoned by deadly 'dart frog' toxin Chorus World on the wire, sparks in the rain, Engines of truth against rivers of pain. Walls may be closing, but we raise the choir— When the sky goes dark, we turn up the fire. Verse 2 — Shutdown at the homeland gate Past midnight’s line, the lights went low, Over a border fight where cold winds blow. A death in Minneapolis burned the fuse, Now the floor demands cameras, faces, and warrants to use. Enforcers rumble on with the coffers pre-fed, While FEMA, TSA, and the Coast Guard bled. A vast force working as the paychecks stall, With Congress far away from the call. Sources: What to know on the DHS government shutdown 5 things to know about the shutdown at the Department of Homeland Security DHS shutdown begins as funding expires without a deal in Congress A partial government shutdown is about to hit DHS Verse 3 — The newsroom bleeds ink The Post cut deep, whole sections erased, Foreign desks dimmed, Metro laid to waste. The publisher bowed and slipped from the stage, While a guild roared loud at the billionaire’s cage. Baron called it darkest, a paper in pain, After a spiked endorsement, the subs fled the train. A city of scribes shaken to its knees, Chasing truth on a tightening breeze. Sources: Jeff Bezos-owned Washington Post conducts widespread layoffs Washington Post lays off one-third of its newsroom Bezos orders layoffs at 'Washington Post' Days after big layoffs at The Washington Post, publisher Will Lewis says he's stepping down Chorus World on the wire, sparks in the rain, Engines of truth against rivers of pain. Walls may be closing, but we raise the choir— When the sky goes dark, we turn up the fire. Verse 4 — Dhaka’s turning page In Dhaka’s dawn, the ballots roared, Students’ old thunder opened the door. The BNP surged, exile returned, Rahman at the helm where the future burned. Jamaat rose higher than it ever had, Yunus tipped his hat, the streets went mad. From Washington’s nod to Delhi’s grin, Term limits etched where power had been. Sources: Bangladesh election results 2026: Who won, who lost, what's next? Bangladesh PM-in-waiting Rahman appeals for unity as BNP sweeps polls A historic election in Bangladesh brings BNP to power 2026 Bangladeshi general election - Wikipedia Verse 5 — Munich’s guarded stage In Munich halls where the war-words churn, They weighed the bonds across oceans that burn. Zelenskyy, allies, talking shields and code, While protests rolled through the icy road. They timed the truth of a poisoned name, To echo inside that armored frame. Europe’s pulse in a fortress of glass, As the century’s shadows mass. Sources: Munich Security Conference 2026 62nd Munich Security Conference - Wikipedia Updates: World leaders gather in Munich for 2nd day of security conference Verse 6 — Docking at the edge of night A Falcon roared, scratched the sky, Carried a fresh crew where the star lanes lie. Meir and Hathaway, Adenot’s grace, Fedyaev drifting in steel and space. They rushed to relieve a station run lean, To mend the silence with hums of machines. Health of the human, maps to the Moon, Seeds for Mars in a pressurized room. Sources: SpaceX, NASA launch new ISS crew to end a month of skeleton staffing On their way! 4 people on NASA Crew-12 mission launch to International Space Station Watch the NASA SpaceX Crew-12 mission dock with the ISS SpaceX launches Crew-12 mission to International Space Station Chorus World on the wire, sparks in the rain, Engines of truth against rivers of pain. Walls may be closing, but we raise the choir— When the sky goes dark, we turn up the fire. Ending From Arctic bars to a vote’s bright drum, From a grounded fleet to a ship that’s come, From the shuttered press to the midnight line, We crash the chords and redraw the sign. If power writes poison, we’ll write it down. If paychecks vanish, we’ll shake this town. If stars are calling, we’ll tear through the night— Turn up the amps—this world still fights.

  6. 5D AGO

    Fault Lines and Bright Warnings

    Fault Lines and Bright Warnings Verse 1 They tore the warning label from the sky, Trump and Zeldin called it freedom’s cry. An Obama-era cornerstone turned to dust, Cheaper wheels promised, in deregulation we trust. California sharpens suits, green banners raise, Obama says we’ll pay in air and days. Engines roar while lawyers circle the sun, From courthouse steps to the highest one. Sources: Trump revokes EPA finding on greenhouse gas threat - CNBC Trump's EPA will stop regulating greenhouse gases - NPR Trump's EPA revokes the endangerment finding - CBS News EPA Repeals Legal Basis for Regulating Greenhouse Gases - World Resources Institute Chorus We’re living on fault lines, chasing a flicker of truth, Engines are burning, borders are turning, ballots and boots. Sirens and courtrooms, allies in crosswinds, Hold the line, hold the light, till the world turns again. Verse 2 A name in the harbor, a whisper in the files, Sultan bin Sulayem walks the plank of lies and trials. Epstein’s shadow in late-night mail, “Torture video” echoes through a salt-stained gale. Investors freeze, the cargo hums low, Essa Kazim steps in, Narayan takes the prow. Ports move a giant share of the world’s breath, Even steel can shiver at the scent of death. Sources: CEO of Dubai's largest port replaced after ties to Epstein revealed - CBS News Dubai-based DP World replaces chief named in Epstein files - Al Jazeera Meet the high-profile Emirati business leader linked to Epstein 'torture' email - CNBC Powerful Dubai tycoon replaced after DOJ reveals emails with Epstein - CNN Chorus We’re living on fault lines, chasing a flicker of truth, Engines are burning, borders are turning, ballots and boots. Sirens and courtrooms, allies in crosswinds, Hold the line, hold the light, till the world turns again. Verse 3 Midnight shutters Homeland’s doors, Senate thunder shakes the floors. Democrats demand a badge and cam, No shadow raids, no nameless slam. Warrants on thresholds, no profile hunts, ICE and CBP keep grinding the fronts. TSA, FEMA, Coast Guard stay, Hands on duty, hearts on layaway. Sources: Partial government shutdown looms as ICE negotiations stall - The Washington Post US Department of Homeland Security to go into shutdown due to funding lapse - Al Jazeera Senate fails to advance DHS funding - CBS News What to know on the DHS government shutdown - NBC News Verse 4 In Munich they say the old map’s gone, Merz warns America it can’t march on alone. Macron holds Europe, rubs the frost from the glass, Rubio nods that the age has passed. A nuclear whisper between Rhine and Seine, JD Vance’s words meet stiff refrain. Zelensky walks in with winter eyes, Peace talks hover like distant cries. Sources: Germany's Merz warns America it cannot 'go it alone' - NBC News Rubio and European leaders agree: The old world order 'no longer exists' - CNN Munich Security Conference 2026 Live - Euronews Munich Security Conference: Europe Blames U.S. for Upending World Order - Foreign Policy Chorus We’re living on fault lines, chasing a flicker of truth, Engines are burning, borders are turning, ballots and boots. Sirens and courtrooms, allies in crosswinds, Hold the line, hold the light, till the world turns again. Verse 5 Desert wind through Tucson streets, Nancy Guthrie’s name in every beat. A raised reward, a backpack’s mark, Ozark Trail ink on a faceless dark. A ransom fake, Callella walks free, Agents knock on every mesquite tree. Savannah’s prayer on a sleepless night, Bring her home by morning light. Sources: Man accused of sending fake ransom note to Nancy Guthrie's family released - WRAL NPR U.S. News Headlines Verse 6 Dhaka wakes to a brand-new drum, BNP surges where the crowds first come. Tarique Rahman back from a long gray mile, Hand on the wheel with a tempered smile. Jamaat rises to claim the other side, Awami barred as the tides divide. Term limits promised, the street says “go,” Modi calls, the Stars and Stripes say “hello.” Sources: Bangladesh election results 2026: Who won, who lost, what's next? - Al Jazeera Bangladesh's BNP claims landslide win - Al Jazeera Tarique Rahman's BNP wins big in historic parliamentary vote - CNN A historic election in Bangladesh brings BNP to power - NPR Bridge Smoke on the waterline, ink on the dawn, Scars in the ledger where the truth signed on. From courtrooms to checkpoints to far-off squares, The world keeps turning on whispered prayers. Final Chorus and Ending We’re living on fault lines, chasing a flicker of truth, Engines are burning, borders are turning, ballots and boots. Raise up the chorus, let the sirens bend, From shuttered halls to ports that never end. Signal the coastline, spark up the night, Name every missing, stand in the fight. If the old world’s broken, we’ll weld it in flame, Hold the line, hold the light— Scream the name of hope again!

  7. 6D AGO

    Sirens on the Fault Line

    Sirens on the Fault Line Verse 1 — DHS on the brink Midnight hangs above the Homeland halls, Senate doors slam, nothing moves at all. White House, Dems, locked in iron jaws, Fighting over how to police our laws. They’re asking for warrants, cameras on the chest, Since blood hit Minneapolis, no one rests. TSA waiting, FEMA bracing in the dark, Coast Guard scanning every restless spark. Sources: Trump administration says it is ending its immigration surge in Minnesota Trump border czar Tom Homan announces Minnesota immigration surge is ending Tom Homan announces end of ICE operation Metro Surge in Minnesota Trump administration to end Minnesota immigration crackdown Chorus Sirens on the fault line, thunder in our bones, Headlines like a landslide rolling through our homes. Hearts aren’t borders and truth won’t be contained, We’re the chorus in the street, we’re the unchained. Raise your voice, make it bite, Turn the night into a warning light. Verse 2 — Metro Surge ends in Minnesota Tom Homan says the surge is through, Minneapolis breathes, but the storm blew through. Renee Good, Alex Pretti—names we won’t forget, Candles in the rain where the pavement’s wet. Crowds took the corners, coast to coast, Governor Walz called the damage gross. Relief for the shops with shuttered doors, Public trust falling through the floors. Sources: Iran's President apologises to 'all those affected' by protests, crackdown Pezeshkian calls for unity as Iran marks 1979 Revolution anniversary Iran protests 2026: UK and international response Iran's president apologises for brutal protests crackdown Verse 3 — Grand jury says no A jury weighed the tape and shut the gate, No charges for the six they tried to freight. Mark Kelly calls it straight from the playbook’s page, “Authoritarian lines,” he names the stage. Even on the right, a sigh of air, The gavel’s echo says: beware. Sources: Nancy Guthrie disappearance: FBI reveals description of suspect Bitcoin reportedly sent to wallet associated with Nancy Guthrie's ransom letter Chorus Sirens on the fault line, thunder in our bones, Headlines like a landslide rolling through our homes. Hearts aren’t borders and truth won’t be contained, We’re the chorus in the street, we’re the unchained. Raise your voice, make it bite, Turn the night into a warning light. Verse 4 — War grinds on in Ukraine Kyiv wakes to fire in the sky, Windows shake and children cry. A family lost where the ashes cling, An ambulance felled by a droning wing. Across the line, a refinery burns, Smoke writes a message as the planet turns. A “Board of Peace” hung in gilded ease, But allies step back from the stage’s freeze. Sources: Russia-Ukraine war: List of key events, day 1,449 War - Ukrinform The Russia-Ukraine War Report Card, Feb. 11, 2026 Verse 5 — Iran’s apology Pezeshkian steps to the mourning ground, Says “ashamed before the people,” voice unbound. A promise to help where the black cloth waves, Too many names, too many graves. He swears no quest for a secret crown, As talks with the West circle up and down. Candles flicker on a revolution’s day, Grief still walking a hard, old way. Sources: Partial government shutdown looms as ICE negotiations stall DHS shutdown all but certain as Democrats and Trump White House can't cut deal DHS expected to shut down as immigration talks falter A partial government shutdown is about to hit DHS Verse 6 — The missing mother A mother is gone from a Tucson night, A doorbell’s eye torn out of sight. Blood in the foyer, a family’s plea, A host on the air with a heart at sea. The Bureau prints a phantom face, Tips pour in at a frantic pace. A ransom ghost slips through the sieve, Crypto crumbs where the letters live. Sources: Trump administration updates - February 11, 2026 Live updates: Trump meets with Netanyahu Bridge This is the hum beneath the breaking news, The pulse between the bombs and breaking shoes. From border vans to city squares, From courtroom oaths to siren flares, We stitch the truth with a barbed-wire thread, Sing for the living, say the names of the dead. Final Chorus Sirens on the fault line, thunder in our bones, Headlines like a landslide rolling through our homes. Hearts aren’t borders and truth won’t be contained, We’re the chorus in the street, we’re the unchained. Raise your voice, make it bite, Turn the night into a warning light. Turn the night into a warning light— And ride the roar into the breaking light.

  8. FEB 12

    Open Files, Broken Seas, Burning Lines

    Open Files, Broken Seas, Burning Lines Verse 1 – The Files Vaults swing open at Justice, paper storms across the floor, Lawmakers read in quiet rooms what redactions hid before. A commerce chief admits the island after judgment had been cast, A congressman speaks names aloud, ghosts pulled from the past. Old notes say a future president told the cops he was glad they’d try, Yet in a thundered hearing, some cry cover-up and lie. Survivors rage at sunlight that burns the wounded, not the crowned— Unsealed truth that shows their scars while the powerful stay unbound. Sources: February 10, 2026 – Trump administration updates - CNN Struggling to navigate the Epstein files? Here is a visual guide - Al Jazeera Members of Congress will be able to view unredacted Epstein files - NBC News Massive trove of Epstein files released by DOJ - CBS News Chorus We are the drum in a world gone wild, Open the blinds, don’t close your eyes. From cell to storm to a haunted file, Hold the line, let truth arise. When the seas roar and the headlines cry, We’ll burn like beacons in the night, Sing it loud so the dark replies— Hold the line, let truth arise. Verse 2 – The Newsman A newsman in chains under a law from the north, Apple ink called seditious for bringing voices forth. The gavel falls like winter, cold beyond the bone, Rights keep shouting “cruel, unjust,” while he stands there alone. Colleagues bow to verdicts, printing presses stilled, From London to the mainland, diplomats are chilled. They call for his release across a tightening sky, When headlines become handcuffs, even paper learns to cry. Sources: Hong Kong's Jimmy Lai sentenced to 20 years in prison - CNN Hong Kong media mogul Jimmy Lai sentenced to 20 years in prison - Al Jazeera Hong Kong: Publisher Jimmy Lai Sentenced to 20 Years - Human Rights Watch Jimmy Lai sentenced to 20 years in prison - Committee to Protect Journalists Chorus We are the drum in a world gone wild, Open the blinds, don’t close your eyes. From cell to storm to a haunted file, Hold the line, let truth arise. When the seas roar and the headlines cry, We’ll burn like beacons in the night, Sing it loud so the dark replies— Hold the line, let truth arise. Verse 3 – The Cyclone Gezani ripped the harbor where the cranes kiss salty air, Tin roofs spun like sparrows, cables sparked despair. Another in a chain of tempests pounding island bones, Flooded streets, broken walls, unanswered phones. The blue flag opens lifelines, the leader walks the scars, While the eye grows dull and tilts toward distant shores and stars. Madagascar whispers names the wind still tries to take, And Mozambique waits, bracing for the break. Sources: 'Monstrous': Cyclone Gezani hits Madagascar, leaving at least 20 dead - Al Jazeera Tropical Cyclone Gezani Hits Madagascar and Kills at Least 20 - US News Cyclone Gezani Tears Through Madagascar, Kills at Least 31 - Reuters via US News Verse 4 – The Actor The creek runs quiet, the Friday lights grow dim, A leading man slips past the frame that once held him. His love says he met the end with grace that wouldn’t bend, Bills piled like mountains, friends and strangers lend. A family at the water’s edge, hands linked by the ache, Old castmates send their candles, trembling but awake. From teen-dream screens to mortal seams, he taught the tender art— That fame is just an echo, but courage is a heart. Sources: James Van Der Beek, 'Dawson's Creek' star, has died - CNN James Van Der Beek, 'Dawson's Creek' star, dies at 48 after cancer battle - NBC News James Van Der Beek, 'Dawson's Creek' star, dies at 48 after cancer diagnosis - CBS News Chorus We are the drum in a world gone wild, Open the blinds, don’t close your eyes. From cell to storm to a haunted file, Hold the line, let truth arise. When the seas roar and the headlines cry, We’ll burn like beacons in the night, Sing it loud so the dark replies— Hold the line, let truth arise. Verse 5 – The Back-Channel In Oman’s hush, envoys trade the words that sharpen peace, A promise on the table, or the iron to police. Engines warm on ocean steel, missiles wait on wheels, The last time haunts the hallway where a hard decision kneels. From Tehran voices answer, “War won’t mend the flame,” Choose speech over thunder, let the diplomats remain. Between a fist and open hand the future draws its breath— Stand down the drums a moment, step away from death. Sources: Early Edition: February 11, 2026 - Just Security Headlines for February 11, 2026 - Democracy Now! Wednesday morning news: February 11, 2026 - WORLD Verse 6 – The Meeting At the house of white they talk of Gaza’s open wound, Of reactors under watch and streets that feel consumed. No common script on strategy, but a push to keep the talk, A preference for a promise over yet another shock. Midnight shadows on the carpet, echoes on the wall, The Pentagon keeps glancing east, waiting for a call. Two leaders leave without a map, but eyes still on the wire— Negotiations smolder, not a blaze, not yet a fire. Sources: After 3-hour meeting, Trump says he 'insisted' to Netanyahu that Iran talks continue - Times of Israel Trump, Netanyahu end meeting with no deal on Iran strategy - The Hill Live updates: Trump meets with Netanyahu to discuss Iran relations - CNN Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu to meet with Trump at the White House - NPR Bridge Are we lost in the static, or tuned to the cry? We won’t count the storms—just the hands lifted high. Name the jailed, shield the broken, face the rising tide, Turn the amp toward the sunrise, let the truth collide. Final Chorus and Ending We are the drum in a world gone wild, Open the blinds, don’t close your eyes. From cell to storm to a haunted file, Hold the line, let truth arise. When the seas roar and the headlines cry, We’ll burn like beacons in the night, Raise your voice till the dark unwinds— Hold the line, let truth arise— Hold the line… now let it rise!

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