Repeating the Past
The clear blue sky, then a storm cloud
Darkening skies threaten the worse
First the rallies, and cheering crowd
And for the outsider comes a curse
Night darkens, and dim the lamps
The rulers decide, and take a stand
Round them all up, place in camps
For we have to protect our land
Now the hurricane unleashes force
The stranger, the alien, blown away
Mass deportations take their course
Oblivion is waiting, so they say
We have been along this bad road before
Taken by a leader whose followers adore
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