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The Long Line to Peace Verse 1 They sent a long list across a border’s ear, through a neighbor with careful hands. Dismantle the fire, unspin the coils, unbar the strait, unarm the bands. End the money to shadows in borrowed names, let the missiles learn to sleep. We’ll lift the weight, we’ll light your homes, if you promise what you keep. Tehran called it a distant dream, said the map was drawn too wide. Offered back a handful of simple prayers: no more strikes, no more knives in the night, respect for the water they call their own, old wounds paid, old chains untied, let the punishments fall away, and a ceasefire to shield their side. Whispers say the door’s not locked, but rage still fills the street, and most at home are saying now this fight has gone too deep. Sources: NPR – Trump grants Iran another extension on Strait of Hormuz deadline NBC News – Iran says it has no plans for negotiations with the U.S. Foreign Policy – Iran Rejects Trump's 15-Point Peace Plan, Issues Counterproposal Al Jazeera – Iran calls US proposal to end war 'maximalist, unreasonable' CNBC – Iran has no intention to hold talks with US TIME – What to Know About Trump's 15-Point Peace Plan The Hill – Here are Iran's 5 conditions for ending war Verse 2 The clock was nudged into early spring, said talks were going fine. But smoke keeps writing angry script across a restless sky. A navy man fell in a desert storm, the strait still choked with fear, and rockets leapt from mountain sides, and sirens cut the clear. State voices doubt the other side, the message frays and bends. So many gone in the waking hours since winter turned to end. Sources: CNN – Live updates: Trump says US won't strike Iranian energy sites for 10 days Al Jazeera – US-Israel war on Iran: What's happening on day 27 of attacks? NPR – Iran rejects Trump's proposal to end the war and lays out its own terms Irish Times – Trump extends deadline to strike Iran energy sites Chorus We’re standing in a long line to peace, shoes in our hands, stories in our teeth, scrolling for comfort we never quite see, praying the straits will open to sea. We need bridges, we need brakes, we need vows, less thunder overhead, more truth in the now. Lay down the rush to strike, raise up the right to breathe— we’re standing in a long line to peace. Verse 3 In a hall with flags like a river of cloth, they named a crime by its truest name, called for mended circles and returned songs, for artifacts to come home again. A chorus led from the Gulf of gold said healing starts with light, some said no, some stood aside, but the word felt tall and right. The paper can’t force open hands, yet it weighs on hearts and seats; a keeper of worlds urged bolder steps, for justice with steady feet. Sources: UN News – UN resolution urges reparations for slavery's 'historical wrongs' NPR – UN calls for reparations to remedy the 'historical wrongs' of trafficking enslaved Africans Al Jazeera – UN passes resolution naming slave trade 'gravest crime against humanity' TRT World – UN declares transatlantic African slave trade 'gravest crime against humanity' Fortune – It's time for slavery reparations, UN General Assembly says Bloomberg – Ghana Seeks UN Action on Reparations, Citing Lasting Impact of Slave Trade Verse 4 Parachutes fold in ready stacks, steel birds hum at the gate. The famous boots that fly at dawn wait on a shifting fate. One voice says never on the ground, then maybe, if it must be so, while those at home in living rooms say don’t let that river flow. Across the wire in parliament halls, eyes track every move, and sand keeps count of footprints made by promises and proof. Sources: NPR – Iran rejects Trump's proposal to end the war and lays out 5 conditions NBC News – Iran war live blog: More troops to Middle East Chorus We’re standing in a long line to peace, shoes in our hands, stories in our teeth, scrolling for comfort we never quite see, praying the straits will open to sea. We need bridges, we need brakes, we need vows, less thunder overhead, more truth in the now. Lay down the rush to strike, raise up the right to breathe— we’re standing in a long line to peace. Verse 5 A courtroom peeled the glitter back from the screens that never sleep, said the hooks were set for smaller hands, and the climb was far too steep. Design like sugar with a bitter core, and gates that never close, they split the blame and marked the hurt, where childhood met the glow. The giants say they’ll fight the page, but a bell has rung the square, like smoke from ash and warning signs we tried too long to bear. Sources: CNN – Meta and YouTube found liable in social media addiction trial NPR – Jury finds Meta and Google negligent in social media harms trial CNBC – Jury in Los Angeles finds Meta, YouTube negligent in social media addiction trial NBC News – Jury finds Meta and YouTube negligent in landmark lawsuit Al Jazeera – Jury finds Meta, YouTube liable for social media addiction: What we know Fox Business – Jury finds Meta, Google liable in landmark social media addiction trial Washington Post – Meta, YouTube found negligent in landmark social media addiction trial Verse 6 At home the lines curl round the halls, belts and bins like waves, the hands that guard the doorway work with pockets thin as caves. They sent new badges to the lanes, but not the training needed, and whispers rose of extra nets that pull where fear is seeded. The union called it empty salt, the leader eyed the Guard, talks are stuck on distant bills, and travel feels so hard. Sources: CNN – ICE agents take bigger role amid long TSA lines at airports CNN – ICE agents deployed to airports as TSA wait times grow (live blog) NPR – Trump has deployed ICE agents to the nation's airports. What's their role? TIME – Why Are Airport Wait Times So Long? CBS News – TSA wait times stretch up to 6 hours as ICE and other Homeland Security agents deployed CNN – ICE is at airports during the travel chaos: What agents are and aren't doing Final Chorus and Outro We’re standing in a long line to peace, shoes in our hands, stories in our teeth, from tarmacs to council seats, from glowing screens to city streets. Let borders be bridges and histories be heard, let children find daylight beyond the world of words, let artifacts find their way back home, let war drums fade to a metronome. Open the water, unmake the siege, trade iron for harvest, pride for reprieve, log off the storm, log into the dawn, let the terminal clear and the engines yawn. Raise every voice that can soften the sky, let the countdown stop and the hard winds sigh— we are many, we are tired, we are ready to believe: the long line is moving, the long line to peace.

Sirens, Screens, and Straits Verse 1 Morning over Kyiv turns to a cloud of blades, Lviv’s old stones wear fresh scars and ash-gray veils. A cradle song goes silent in Ivano’s halls, And in Vinnytsia, Poltava, the sky drops burning calls. NATO neighbors hear the hum beyond their lines, While on the Baltic, black tanks bloom in angry fire. A port goes quiet, a leader names the crime, And the air fills with answers made of wire. Sources: Ukraine Hits Ust-Luga Oil Terminal in Largest Overnight Drone Attack of the Year – The Moscow Times Fire at Russia's Ust-Luga Oil Port on Baltic After Drone Attack – Bloomberg Russia fires more than 1,000 drones against Ukraine as spring offensive ramps up – CNN 2 NATO allies report Russian drone impacts amid huge attack on Ukraine – WGHN / AP Russia says it shot down almost 400 Ukrainian drones – The Washington Post Chorus Hold on, hold on, through sirens, screens, and straits, When wires hum with rumor and the ground still shakes. We pass the light from town to town, keep breathing, keep awake, In a world of burning headlines, we choose the hands that make. Verse 2 A gavel falls on tricks dressed up as friends, Hooks in bright colors that never meant to end. A child with a glowing thumb learns to doubt her face, A memo whispers, win them young, and call it grace. Verdicts carve a warning in silicon and smoke, Appeals rise up like shields, but the levee’s broke. Schools and states line up with paper and pens, Like echoes from the days when tobacco met its end. Sources: Jury finds Meta and YouTube negligent in landmark lawsuit on social media safety – NBC News Meta and YouTube found liable in social media addiction trial – CNN Business Jury finds Meta and Google negligent in social media harms trial – NPR Meta and YouTube found liable on all charges in landmark social media addiction trial – CBS News Jury decides YouTube, Meta should pay $6 million in damages – ABC News Meta, YouTube found negligent in landmark social media addiction trial – The Washington Post Verse 3 A message rides through Pakistan’s open door, Tehran says, not like this, not anymore. Lay down the blades and the shadows in the night, Build real locks for peace, pay the shattered right. Quiet every border where the fuse still runs, And honor the narrow strait beneath the sun. The podium in Washington beats a heavy drum, Cairo and Ankara shuttle while the missiles hum. Sources: Iran rejects Trump's proposal to end the war and lays out 5 conditions – NPR Iran calls US proposal to end war 'maximalist, unreasonable' – Al Jazeera Iran rejects US ceasefire plan, issues its own demands – Boston.com / AP What to Know About Trump's 15-Point Peace Plan After Iran's Rejection – TIME Iran has no intention to hold talks with U.S. – CNBC Chorus Hold on, hold on, through sirens, screens, and straits, When wires hum with rumor and the ground still shakes. We pass the light from town to town, keep breathing, keep awake, In a world of burning headlines, we choose the hands that make. Verse 4 Paratroopers zip their bags in Carolina dark, The quick force leans forward, eyes on Kharg. Marines ride salt and steel toward a wary shore, Close enough to matter, not to promise more. A leader says no boots, then leaves the latch undone, Says it’s already over while the engines run. Maps on warm tables draw a thin, bright thread, Between what’s said out loud and what’s unsaid. Sources: Pentagon set to deploy 2,000 troops from 82nd Airborne to Middle East – The Hill Army paratroopers ordered to Middle East – The Washington Post Pentagon confirms elements from 82nd Airborne Division to deploy to the Middle East – Military Times 82nd Airborne Division: Approximately 1,000 US soldiers preparing to deploy – CNN 82nd Airborne ordered to Middle East as US weighs options on Iran – Stars and Stripes Verse 5 A Hercules rose from the river and the green, Kissed a tree’s hard breath, then broke the scene. Jungle took the metal, fire took the air, Villagers on bikes became the first to care. A gift from the north with a polished heart, No bullet found—just questions, torn apart. Names wait in the city, candles wait for flame, While leaders trade thunder and mothers trade names. Sources: Death toll in Colombian military plane crash rises to 69 – Al Jazeera Scores killed as Colombian military plane crashes on takeoff – CNN At least 66 killed in military plane crash in Colombia – NPR Colombia investigates military plane crash that killed 69 – The Washington Post Military plane crash in southwestern Colombia kills at least 66 – CBS News At least 66 killed and dozens injured in Colombian military plane crash – Euronews Verse 6 The strait turns narrow, tankers lose their way, Prices climb like fever in the heat of day. An island nation calls an energy alarm, A neighbor shortens weeks to soften harm. Reserves unlock like jars on a rainy shelf, But time is a price that won’t spend itself. A gas giant bows out under drone-stung skies, And bread-makers fear what the winter buys. The money keepers warn of a slipping floor, Old foes get a handshake at the oil-stained door. Sources: Why the oil and gas price shock from the Iran war won't just fade away – Al Jazeera Oil Market Report – March 2026 – IEA The global price tag of war in the Middle East – World Economic Forum Oil prices rise after U.S., Iran threaten to hit energy targets – CNBC Effects of the Iran War on Energy Markets – Foreign Policy Research Institute Final Chorus Hold on, hold on, through sirens, screens, and straits, When wires hum with rumor and the ground still shakes. We pass the light from town to town, keep breathing, keep awake, In a world of burning headlines, we choose the hands that make. Outro Turn down the glowing feed, take a human hand, From Lviv to Putumayo, from Ras Laffan to sand. From Baltic flames to tarmacs where the jumpers wait, We stitch the dark with small, defiant grace. Raise your quiet voices, let the night know why: We are not the smoke—we are the startled sky.

Signals in the Smoke Verse 1 Weeks into a war that blots out the dawn, A president says the backroom doors are open, Sends his lieutenants to chase a broader calm, Says the other side is ready, says they mean it. Tehran calls it a story spun for markets, Missiles arc and iron domes awaken, A loyalist takes a fallen man’s old chair, Generals shrug at ceasefires not taken. Europe pleads for talks, Pakistan sets a table, Whispers from Tehran: bring us something that can last. But reserves are swelling on the shoreline, And truth keeps changing in the blast. Sources: CNN Live Updates: Trump says Vance and Rubio participating in talks with Iran to end war Al Jazeera: US-Israel war on Iran – What's happening on day 25 of attacks? NPR: Trump declares victory and claims Iran offers a 'prize' in talks Iran has denied having PBS NewsHour: March 24, 2026 – Full Episode Al Jazeera: Top EU official calls for negotiations with Iran and an end to war Chorus Headlines howl like sirens in the rain, Runways of the heart lit for landing and for pain. Fuel runs thin, and tempers catch a flame, Still we keep a little lantern for a name we call peace, For a chance we won’t miss, For a promise we can hold in the dark. Verse 2 On an island of sun and storm-tossed seas, They declare the power fragile as a match. With the strait choked and the tankers late, They ration hope like bread in a latch. They chase away hoarders, soften the tax, Ask the engines to whisper instead of roar. A whole government moves like a single hand To keep the lights humming a little more. Economists count the clouds above the crops, But every jeep and jeepney leans on faith, That the price of fear won’t drown their days, That the night will finish before it’s too late. Sources: CNN: How the deadly collision at LaGuardia unfolded CNN: Fire truck in LaGuardia collision had no transponder, NTSB says NPR: Air Canada jet collides with firetruck at LaGuardia – What to know NBC News: LaGuardia plane crash – What we know ABC News: Deadly LaGuardia Airport crash – Runway safety system 'did not alert,' NTSB says CBS News: 2 pilots killed as plane and fire-rescue truck collide at LaGuardia Airport Al Jazeera: Air Canada crash at LaGuardia airport – What happened, who were the victims? Chorus Headlines howl like sirens in the rain, Runways of the heart lit for landing and for pain. Fuel runs thin, and tempers catch a flame, Still we keep a little lantern for a name we call peace, For a chance we won’t miss, For a promise we can hold in the dark. Verse 3 In a city that never lets the clock sit still, A regional bird came home to steel and glass. A rescue rig rolled where it shouldn’t, A voice in the tower broke, said, I messed up, alas. No blinking tag on the truck to warn the field, No system cry before metal met fate. Pilots gone, so many bruised and shaken, The runway closed until mourning could wait. They’ll study the tapes and the midnight yawns, The missing beacons, the gears that stall. First sorrow there in longer than a lifetime, Even the watchdogs slowed by a government wall. Sources: CNN: Scores killed as Colombian military plane crashes on takeoff Al Jazeera: Death toll in Colombian military plane crash rises to 69 NPR: At least 66 killed in military plane crash in Colombia CBS News: Military plane crash in southwestern Colombia kills at least 66 NBC News: At least 66 killed in military plane crash in Colombia Verse 4 Over the river where jungles breathe smoke, A heavy bird stumbled and kissed the trees. Ammo cooked in the broken belly, And the green lit up in a deadly breeze. Neighbors rode like a rushing tide, Carrying strangers to hands that heal. No ambush, says the man in charge, Just a chain of rust and a turning wheel. A president curses the weight of files, Critics say hours in the sky ran lean. Between blame and grief stands an airstrip, Where uniforms and names aren’t seen. Sources: CNN: Jewish volunteer ambulances set on fire outside London synagogue in antisemitic attack NPR: UK police probe possible Iran link after Jewish charity ambulances set on fire The Jerusalem Post: Hatzola ambulances torched in London in suspected antisemitic attack Washington Post: Jewish charity ambulances set on fire and UK police probe it as antisemitic attack NBC News: Jewish volunteer ambulances set on fire in London in apparent antisemitic attack ABC News: Jewish volunteer ambulances set on fire in London investigated as hate crime Chorus Headlines howl like sirens in the rain, Runways of the heart lit for landing and for pain. Fuel runs thin, and tempers catch a flame, Still we keep a little lantern for a name we call peace, For a chance we won’t miss, For a promise we can hold in the dark. Verse 5 In Golders Green, before the birds could sing, Flames found the lifelines parked by prayer. Oxygen thundered, windows shattered, Families swept into the chill night air. No lives lost, but a scar on the street, Masked shadows claimed a foreign cause. The law calls it hate, the nation answers, Leaders gather, hands over pause. New wheels promised, a crowd passes hats, A city hums with watchful eyes. When help is hunted for the badge it wears, We learn what courage really buys. Sources: CNN Live Updates: Philippines declares national energy emergency Rappler: Marcos declares national energy emergency Newsweek: US Ally Declares National Emergency Due To Oil Crisis From Iran War Philstar: State of national energy emergency declared Philippine News Agency (PNA): PBBM declares state of national energy emergency Verse 6 Far to the north where the mountains guard, A leader swears the atom will not bend. Calls the neighbor the fiercest enemy, Says the eagle is the world’s rough hand again. He offers a fork in the frozen road: Choose a fight or choose to live beside. His sister shuts a distant door, If old demands still dare to ride. A chorus of rockets and parades of steel, A pride that glows in winter’s skin. While south and east the world runs hot, He sharpens thunder for the din. Sources: NPR: Kim vows to 'irreversibly' cement North Korea's nuclear status NBC News: Kim Jong Un vows to 'irreversibly' cement North Korea's nuclear status KPBS: Kim vows to 'irreversibly' cement North Korea's nuclear status Final Chorus Headlines howl like sirens in the rain, Runways of the heart lit for landing and for pain. Fuel runs thin, and tempers catch a flame, Still we keep a little lantern for a name we call peace. Let the missiles turn to messages, Let the markets lose their fear. Let the towers learn to whisper, And the black box sing us clear. Open straits, unlock the gates, Guide the wounded home to rest. Let the engines find blue heaven, Not the smoke that grips the chest. Raise the stretchers, mend the breaches, Light the streets where hatred dies. Hold the line with open fingers, Till the dawn unblinds our eyes. Headlines fade, but the heartbeat stays, A drum beneath the breaking news. If we can turn this rush to grace, We’ll land together, wheels kissing truth.

Signals Through the Strait Verse 1 — Backchannels and sirens A president says, “hold the fire,” spare the power lines a breath, He swears on secret handshakes, on promises about the atom’s edge, He talks of sea lanes opened, of stockpiles set to fade, But Tehran calls it story spin, says markets are being played. Still the night keeps flashing: jets over Tehran’s bones, Missiles arc toward northern hills, Gulf waters, and a fleet in a warm bay’s foam, While quiet couriers cross borders with folded notes of peace— Pakistan, Turkey, Egypt—trading whispers for release. Sources: Trump postpones military strikes on Iranian power plants for five days – Al Jazeera Trump says the U.S. is in talks with Iran to end the war, which Iran denies – NPR U.S. negotiating with senior Iranian official: Trump – Axios Live updates: Iran war news, Trump delays strikes on Iranian power plants – CNN Iran war: What's happening on day 24 of US-Israel attacks – Al Jazeera Iran live updates: Trump says US postponing attacks on Iranian energy facilities – ABC7 Early Edition: March 23, 2026 – Just Security March 23, 2026 liveblog – Times of Israel Chorus Open the strait, open the state, open the gates tonight, Let the truth run clear as water, let the breakers turn to light. Open the lines, loosen the binds, let frightened hearts take flight, We are candles in the crosswinds, holding on for sunrise. Verse 2 — Lebanon unravels Along the cedar valleys, families pack a life in sacks, A bridge between the south and east lies silent on its back. In Beirut, a shadow falls where a Quds man used to stand, Peacekeepers’ own courtyard shakes, a stray fire scars their flag. Two fighters from a midnight wing are taken from the field, And over distant deserts, Britain ships a shield. Every door becomes a border, every road a plea, As the sky keeps writing names across a grieving sea. Sources: Iran war: What's happening on day 24 of US-Israel attacks – Al Jazeera Trump says the U.S. is in talks with Iran to end the war – NPR March 23, 2026 liveblog – Times of Israel Chorus Open the strait, open the state, open the gates tonight, Let the truth run clear as water, let the breakers turn to light. Open the lines, loosen the binds, let frightened hearts take flight, We are candles in the crosswinds, holding on for sunrise. Verse 3 — Election heat in Budapest In the heart of the Danube, a challenger rides the square, He names the old lion “traitor,” says foreign hands were there. A “gamechanger” with theater smoke, a staged and bloody play, To bend a wavering nation back the ruler’s way. He’s blocked a neighbor’s lifeline, turned off a fuel-fed vein, Swears he’ll clear the palace halls, the benches, and the chains. But rumors say the maze was built to outlast any vote— Switch the locks, guard the keys, and anchor down the boat. Sources: To tilt Hungarian election, Russians proposed staging assassination attempt – Washington Post Hungary Election: Hating Ukraine Is Viktor Orban's Reelection Strategy – Foreign Policy Viktor Orban Is Facing an Election Defeat — and Is Fighting Dirty – Foreign Policy Magyar Vows to Oust Orban's Allies If He Wins Hungary's Election – Bloomberg Orbán Could Challenge Election Loss and Trigger Power Crisis – UNITED24 Media Hungary's opposition leader Péter Magyar calls Orbán 'traitor' – Euronews Why Hungary's Viktor Orban is vilifying Ukraine before crucial elections – France 24 Verse 4 — Screens and barrels The markets woke on tiptoe, then they shouted back in green, Oil tumbled like a mirror that forgot what it had seen. The trading floor found daylight when a message changed the tune, Yet drivers at the corner pump still wince beneath the moon. A roughneck in a suit says paper bets can’t feel the weight, Not with tankers turning circles at a shuttered, haunted strait. Relief can be a headline, fear can be a chart, But hunger rides the price line like a horse that won’t depart. Sources: Oil drops, stocks soar after Trump postpones strikes on Iran – CNN Business Wall Street rallies in relief after Trump hints at possible end to war – Daily News Stock Market today: Live updates – CNBC Chevron CEO says Iran war impact isn't fully priced into oil market – CNBC Markets Brace for Volatility as US-Iran War Escalates – Bloomberg Oil prices ease and stock markets jump as hopes rise for end of Iran war – Boston Herald Verse 5 — The chokepoint They call it the greatest trial since the oil broke our sleep, A corridor of water where the world’s blue arteries meet. Iran says “close the channel,” and the captains heed the storm, Though commanders mark it “open,” no one wants the swarm. Gulf wells choke their breathing, a peninsula says “can’t ship,” An island of gas stamps “force majeure” on every slip. Treasury tries a pressure valve—cargo set adrift gets sold— But the tide keeps asking questions only safe passage can hold. Sources: 2026 Strait of Hormuz crisis – Wikipedia Iran Conflict and the Strait of Hormuz: Impacts on Oil, Gas – Congress.gov How Will the Iran Conflict Impact Oil Prices? – Goldman Sachs Early Edition: March 23, 2026 – Just Security Verse 6 — Voices on the line In a glass-walled newsroom, the writers file a claim: That orders came to tilt the light and praise a single name. The wires were cut from AP, the Reuters hum went still, A hard-right megaphone installed to feed a favored will. In Persian, war-talk thundered; protests dimmed to gray, A judge said “this is reckless,” then the chairs were rearranged. PEN and reporters without borders lock their arms in place, To keep a people’s broadcast from becoming palace space. Sources: Voice of America staffers sue, alleging Kari Lake put on propaganda – NPR Voice of America staff allege Kari Lake violated its independence in lawsuit – Washington Post New Voice of America Lawsuit Alleges Kari Lake Aired Pro-Trump Propaganda – The Wrap Judge rebukes Kari Lake by ordering Voice of America staffers back to work – NPR Bridge From the straits to the steeples, from the ballots to the bay, From a mother’s quiet suitcase to a headline’s breaking day, Let the backrooms birth a truce, let the frontlines learn to sleep, Let the ink run free and honest, let the buried promises speak. Final Chorus Open the strait, open the state, open the gates tonight, Let the truth run clear as water, let the breakers turn to light. Open the mics, open the votes, open the guarded sky, Let the markets taste of mercy, let the refugees arrive. Open the strait, open our fate, open the world to right— We are candles in the crosswinds, roaring into light.

Straits, Signals, and Long Lines Verse 1 At the narrow mouth where tankers thread the needle, Flags are checked and some are turned away. Smoke on the water, ships struck in the middle, Prices jump and sirens lead the day. The energy watchmen call it the hardest season, Asia’s refineries run lean and slow. Sanctions soften on far-off rivals for a reason, And fertilizer, gas, and metals feel the blow. Sources: 2026 Strait of Hormuz Crisis – Wikipedia The Global Price Tag of War in the Middle East – World Economic Forum What the closure of the Strait of Hormuz means for the global economy – Dallas Fed How Iran Blocking the Strait of Hormuz Affects the US – FactCheck.org Why it's so hard for world leaders to bring down oil and gasoline prices – NPR Chorus Hold on, when the choke points close and the headlines turn, When the maps catch fire and the engines burn. We’ll keep a small flame, a pilot light through the storm, Sing it together until the lines grow warm. Verse 2 In the space of a morning, the message starts bending, “Winding down,” he writes, then boots are sent to shore. A fresh ask for war funds, a vow of an ending, Then barrels at sea are freed to calm the roar. They say it’s using oil against the hand that raised it, Critics call it whiplash in the feed. First loosening in ages, allies rushed to taste it, All to tame a market starved for speed. Sources: Trump's Mixed Messages on Iran: 'Winding Down' the War – US News & World Report Trump administration lifts sanctions on millions of barrels of Iranian oil – Washington Post Why the Trump administration is easing sanctions on certain Iranian oil stockpiles – CNN Trump's mixed messages on Iran – NPR Politics Chat Chorus Hold on, when the choke points close and the headlines turn, When the maps catch fire and the engines burn. We’ll keep a small flame, a pilot light through the storm, Sing it together until the lines grow warm. Verse 3 Spring break serpents at the airport snaking, Shoes in bins and tempers on the line. Screeners working unpaid, some hearts are breaking, Waits stretch longer than the warning signs. Talk of sending agents not trained for the duty, While Congress trades a border for a check. Airlines cut their routes as fuel loses its beauty, Travel plans pile up on tarmac decks. Sources: What's ahead as Trump threatens to send ICE agents to airports – CNN TSA wait times are unpredictable amid government shutdown – NPR Trump Says ICE Agents Will Deploy to Airports Amid Funding Impasse – TIME Inside the Shutdown Stalemate Crippling TSA and Airports – TIME US says it may be forced to shut down some airports over funding standoff – CNBC Chorus Hold on, when the choke points close and the headlines turn, When the maps catch fire and the engines burn. We’ll keep a small flame, a pilot light through the storm, Sing it together until the lines grow warm. Verse 4 On the island, night returns at midday, A turbine coughs and the grid lets go again. Surgery rooms fall to shadows and mayday, A few wards hum, but candles bear the pain. Leaders point to a blockade on the shoreline, Ships stopped selling, wells can’t meet the need. Caracas fell silent, its lifeline cut mid-morn’ time, Talk of friendly takeovers chills the breeze. Sources: Cuba begins to restore power after third nationwide collapse in a month – NPR Cuba plunged into second nationwide blackout in less than a week – CNN 'Can't live like this': Cuba hit by second nationwide blackout – Al Jazeera Cuba begins to restore electricity after nationwide power grid collapse – CBS News Cuba's power grid collapses for the 3rd time this month – CNBC Chorus Hold on, when the choke points close and the headlines turn, When the maps catch fire and the engines burn. We’ll keep a small flame, a pilot light through the storm, Sing it together until the lines grow warm. Verse 5 In a courtroom glow, a verdict finds its footing, A famous feed has moved the trading floor. “Deal on hold,” he wrote, while shares went shooting Down the slope they swore they’d hold before. They didn’t call it scheming in the finding, But damages loom large across the wire. An appeal is loaded, the papers still unwinding, And the watchdog waits beside the fire. Sources: Elon Musk Twitter verdict – CNBC Jury finds Elon Musk misled investors during Twitter purchase – NPR Elon Musk misled Twitter shareholders before 2022 buyout – Bloomberg Law Musk misled Twitter investors before 2022 buyout, jury says – Fortune Elon Musk misled Twitter shareholders ahead of acquisition – CNN Business Bridge From strait to runway, from blackout wards to screens, The world’s a humming transformer of dreams. No need to count, just feel the drumbeat’s proof— Open the lanes, light up the truth. Final Chorus (bigger, brighter) Hold on, when the choke points close and the headlines turn, When the maps catch fire and the engines burn. We’ll keep a small flame, a pilot light through the storm, Sing it together—’til the grids come warm, Sing it together—let the gates unlock, Sing it together—make the runways talk, Sing it together—tell the tide to turn, We are the power the dark can’t learn.

Straits and Fault Lines Verse 1 A late-night message drew a ticking clock over a narrow sea, Open the passage or power grids burn, starting with the king of them all. Yesterday he hummed of winding down; tonight he pounds the wall. Tehran answers: touch our lights and yours will dim from shore to shore. Jets carved the coast, buried missiles torn from hidden floors. A ring of nations pleads: let the ships pass, end the raids on trade. Sources: Trump issues 48-hour Hormuz Strait ultimatum, threatens Iran power plants – Al Jazeera Live updates: Iran war news; Trump threatens to 'hit and obliterate' Iran's power plants – CNN Trump threatens attack on Iran's power plants if Strait not reopened – CBS News (Live Updates) Trump threatens Iran with power plant strikes over Hormuz blockade – Bloomberg Trump threatens to strike Iran's power plants if Strait of Hormuz does not open – Washington Post Chorus Straits and fault lines, we balance on the seam, Headlines like sirens, tugging at the beam. Hold fast, hold kind, keep the lights and truth aligned, Until the storm breaks, and the better days find time. Verse 2 Long-arc fire found an island post in the far blue, London bristled. Baghdad’s backroom base took fresh blows, the embassy’s shadow rattled. Gulf skies sowed with drones and rockets; neighbors swept them down. A refinery in Kuwait tasted sparks; tankers whisper and frown. The map of risk glows crimson from the Gulf to Hormuz to Oman, The Boxer steams east though talk once said stand down. In the markets, a quiet vow: the pinch at the pump may linger on. Sources: Iran war: What's happening on day 22 of US-Israel attacks? – Al Jazeera Iran war enters its fourth week with no clear end in sight – NPR What we know on the 21st day of the US and Israel's war with Iran – CNN Trump says he mulls 'winding down' the Iran war, even as more Marines head to Mideast – NPR Iran strikes near Israeli nuclear research center as Trump threatens attacks on Iranian power plants – MS Now Verse 3 An old G-man laid his badge; the tremor in his hands now still. He steered the Bureau after towers fell, then chased a foreign chill. His thick report traced meddling threads, indictments marked the page, He stopped at a line the rulebook drew, restraint upon the stage. Presidents tipped their hats in thanks; a rival mocked his name, A post so cold the country gasped, yet folded up the pain. Sources: Former special counsel Robert Mueller has died at 81 – CNBC Robert Mueller, former FBI director and special counsel in Trump-Russia probe, dies – CNN Robert Mueller, former special counsel who led Trump-Russia probe, dies at 81 – NBC News Robert Mueller, Former FBI Director and Special Counsel in Trump-Russia Probe, Dies at 81 – TIME Robert Mueller, who investigated allegations of Russian election meddling, dies at 81 – CBS News Trump on Robert Mueller's Death: 'Good, I'm Glad He's Dead' – Rolling Stone Chorus Straits and fault lines, we balance on the seam, Headlines like sirens, tugging at the beam. Hold fast, hold kind, keep the lights and truth aligned, Until the storm breaks, and the better days find time. Verse 4 The choke point tightens; cargo of the world stalls mid-tide. Watchers warn this is the heaviest shock we’ve seen in our time. Barrels climb past the line we once thought high; shelves feel the climb. Valves turn down; a gas giant pleads force majeure. Drones scarred its coastal maze; exports fade to a blur. Sanctions loosened on ships already loaded, another door ajar, Tehran shrugs: the tanks at sea are bare, a paper star. Slow your wheels, share a ride, dim the glare; the markets stagger. Sources: Oil Market Report – March 2026 – IEA Iran war threatens prolonged impact on energy markets as oil prices rise – Al Jazeera Oil soars 10% as the 'largest supply disruption' in history worsens – NBC News Iran war enters its fourth week with no clear end in sight – NPR The global price tag of war in the Middle East – World Economic Forum Economic impact of the 2026 Iran war – Wikipedia Chorus Straits and fault lines, we balance on the seam, Headlines like sirens, tugging at the beam. Hold fast, hold kind, keep the lights and truth aligned, Until the storm breaks, and the better days find time. Verse 5 At home the lines at airports snake, blue shirts work for love, not pay. Call-ins rise, some badges left; small fields may fade away. A vow to bring in ICE at gates sends shivers through the day. Under the dome, a grief-born ask to change the way we police, Clashing with an all-or-nothing drum; they talk but grant no peace. A leader says there’s room to deal; each bill sinks on release. Sources: Why the US Homeland Security shutdown is raising fears of airport delays – Al Jazeera Trump threatens to use ICE agents for airport security as delays worsen amid DHS shutdown – CBS News TSA workers set to miss first paycheck of shutdown as Senate bickers over DHS funding – CNBC Lawmakers unflinching in DHS shutdown fight that could drag on for weeks – CNN 2026 United States federal government shutdowns – Wikipedia Verse 6 Out west a jury weighed a feed of boasts and sudden doubt, Said the deal was paused, said the crowd was ghosts—turned out Those posts misled the sellers while the buyout spun around. A mountain of damages looms, yet no grand scheme was found. They call it history’s loudest warning; he vows another round, And watchdogs circle one more case of secrets never spelled. Sources: Elon Musk Twitter verdict misled investors before $44 billion purchase – CNBC Jury finds Elon Musk misled investors during Twitter purchase – NPR Elon Musk misled Twitter shareholders ahead of acquisition in 2022, jury finds – CNN Musk misled Twitter investors before 2022 buyout, jury says – Fortune Musk Misled Twitter Investors Before 2022 Buyout, Jury Says – Bloomberg Law Elon Musk Misled Twitter Investors Ahead of His $44 Billion Takeover in 2022, Jury Finds – Variety Elon Musk misled Twitter investors while trying to get out of acquisition, jury says – TechCrunch Final Chorus and Coda Straits and fault lines, we balance on the seam, Runways and sea lanes, courts and screens in the stream. Turn down the fury, turn up the light we share; If we keep each other, we can get there. Let the strait swing open, let the guards get paid, Let prices fall like summer rain on a thirsty plain. May the gavel ring for honesty, the island guns fall quiet, And a million small mercies, lane by lane, outshine the riot.

Closed Straits, Open Hearts Verse 1 — Gulf on Fire After a blow to a giant gas heart under the sea, Tehran answered across the map like sparks on a wire: Haifa rattled, Ras Laffan burned low, Mina Al-Ahmadi dimmed, And Qatar’s chill of liquefied wind fell quiet for years. Contracts to Belgium and Italy, to Korea and China, now tremble, The Strait is a bottleneck of steel, crews waiting with no shore. Skies lit with interceptions, embassies struck again in Baghdad, And a warning of zero restraint rides the desert’s roar. The UN talks of a corridor for sailors with no way home. Sources: Live updates: Iran war; US removes sanctions on 140 million barrels of Iranian oil – CNN Iran war: What is happening on day 21 of US-Israel attacks? – Al Jazeera Iran war escalates, energy prices spike after Israeli strike on South Pars gas field – CBS News Chorus When the straits are closed and the world runs on fumes, We slow our wheels and share our rooms. Hold your fire, hold the line, Open the seas, let lifelines shine. It’s people at ports and on midnight roads— Keep hearts open when the world implodes. Verse 2 — The Price of a Flame Oil climbed past a hard, bright line as traffic choked the choke point, The watchdog called it the largest break in the market’s breath. They cracked open record stores of fuel that last only a few sunsets, Whispered: work from home, ease your foot, cook on sparks not flames. Refineries fell silent under sirens, a shock said the forum of the world, The fund warned Europe feels the cold the most. And even while flags clash, the White House cut chains on old embargoes, Easing taps in Russia and Venezuela, even on Tehran’s own wells, Because a thirsty planet makes strange bargains with the dawn. Sources: Work from home, drive slower and don't use gas cookers: IEA advice on weathering the global energy crisis – CNBC Oil Market Report – March 2026 – IEA The global price tag of war in the Middle East – World Economic Forum Strategic oil release may calm markets but cannot fix Hormuz disruption – Al Jazeera New IEA report highlights options to ease oil price pressures – IEA IMF Press Briefing, March 19, 2026 – IMF Chorus When the straits are closed and the world runs on fumes, We slow our wheels and share our rooms. Hold your fire, hold the line, Open the seas, let lifelines shine. It’s people at ports and on midnight roads— Keep hearts open when the world implodes. Verse 3 — Southern Border of Thunder In Lebanon the tally crossed a shadow too heavy to say, Wounded whisper names while the south shakes with boots and blast. Hezbollah claimed hits in al-Aadaissah, Meiss el-Jabal, Maroun al-Ras, And the president called for a truce, for talk instead of ash. In the Bekaa, phones rang with faceless voices saying go now, But where is safety when the map itself is glass? Sources: Iran war: What is happening on day 21 of US-Israel attacks? – Al Jazeera What we know on the 21st day of the US and Israel's war with Iran – CNN Verse 4 — A Veto in Brussels In Brussels, Orbán stood on the hose that feeds a besieged friend, Tied his grip to a wounded pipeline from the east. Leaders called it disloyal in a storm with no spare sails, Slovakia ready to join, Italy’s nod half in the wind. The commission swore the money will find a way around the dam, Even spoke of stripping a vote to free a lifeline. Spring is short for Kyiv’s purse, they warned— And still they asked the desert for a pause on striking energy’s veins. Sources: EU leaders slam Hungary's Orban for blocking Ukraine aid package – Al Jazeera Hungary's Orban continues to block Ukraine loan at EU summit – Al Jazeera EU summit: Leaders urge moratorium on energy strikes in Middle East – Euronews EU leaders blast Viktor Orbán over a Ukraine loan veto – The Washington Post Hungary's Orban vetoes $105B EU aid package for Ukraine – Just The News Orbán Holds €90 Billion Ukraine Aid Hostage – European Business Magazine Chorus When the straits are closed and the world runs on fumes, We slow our wheels and share our rooms. Hold your fire, hold the line, Open the seas, let lifelines shine. It’s people at ports and on midnight roads— Keep hearts open when the world implodes. Verse 5 — Home Fires and Headlines Reports from far-off scholars said our house is dimming fast, That power piled high, stepped over laws, and cursed the press. Once near the front of the free, now ranked between Slovakia and Greece, Freedom’s map painted with new cracks and stress. The White House waved it off as bias, courts still push back some nights, But the polls keep sinking like anchors none can lift. Sources: Trump is dismantling democracy at 'unprecedented' speed, global report finds – NPR Trump Approval Rating Update: Unwanted Records So Far in 2026 – Newsweek Verse 6 — Drones and Offers Ukraine packed know-how in carry-ons, flew south to teach the Gulf How to read the buzzing shadows they’ve learned to bring down. Offers went to Emirates and Qatar, to Riyadh and Kuwait, Even to shield the Union Jack on Cyprus shores. Moscow whispered a bargain—cut aid to Kyiv, we’ll cut eyes to Tehran— Washington said no, and the war droned on. In the east, a plant in Luhansk shook, a gunship fell to a nimble craft, Hundreds of engines swarmed the night, most burned out in the sky, Yet sirens still named the lost by morning light. Sources: Ukraine sends advisers to Gulf as it counterattacks Russian forces in south – Al Jazeera The Kyiv Independent – News Feed March 21, 2026 Final Chorus — Break the Bottleneck When the straits are closed and the world runs on fumes, We slow our wheels and share our rooms. Hold your fire, hold the line, Open the seas, let lifelines shine. Open the vote, open the press, Open the gates where the weary rest. Lower your swords, lift up the phones, Call for a corridor, call them home. Turn drones to doves, turn ports to paths, Let law be the light that outshines wrath. Closed straits, open hearts—now raise the barge and bridge the scars— Let the tankers move, let the children sleep, And sing so loud the walls can’t keep.

Red Lines, Black Tide Verse 1 They struck a field the sea and desert share where Qatar’s breath and Persia’s shadows flare. One man said he knew nothing, told the guns to still, the other nodded yes upon a distant hill. But closed doors told a different kind of tale, of whispered nods that rode a secret trail. Tehran marked every rig beneath the salt and sky, Riyadh said trust is ash, keeps steel by its side. Sources: Live updates: Iran war news; Netanyahu says Israel 'acted alone' | CNN Early Edition: March 19, 2026 | Just Security Oil surges to $110 a barrel after Israel strikes Iran's energy facilities | Euronews March 19, 2026 – Trump administration news | CNN Politics Chorus Red lines and rumors, black tide on a narrow strait, Leaders trade their stories while the markets hesitate. Engines hum and sailors pray, the shoreline counts the cost, We are all downstream from sparks that should be lost. Verse 2 A shell kissed concrete near a humming heart, so close the atom’s breath could pull it apart. The watcher warned, this is the reddest line, no wound tonight, but fate is thin as twine. The trail points north and questions bloom like fire, a crippled program, still the centrifuges tire. A nameless hall in Isfahan waits unseen, the ledger’s scratched, but not yet clean. Sources: IAEA's Grossi Says Iran Nuclear Plant Strike Risks Crossing 'Reddest Line' | NucNet Impact Site Identified Near the Iranian Bushehr Nuclear Power Plant | ISIS Reports 'Projectile' hit 350 metres from Bushehr nuclear reactor – IAEA | World Nuclear News IAEA confirms buildings damaged at Iran's Natanz nuclear facility | Al Jazeera Chorus Red lines and rumors, black tide on a narrow strait, Leaders trade their stories while the markets hesitate. Engines hum and sailors pray, the shoreline counts the cost, We are all downstream from sparks that should be lost. Verse 3 Along the border dust, the columns press, through Khiyam’s doors and broken tenderness. They walk toward the river with a steady jaw, Hezbollah answers from the hills of law. Sirens in the valleys, shrapnel in the air, the wounded carried, mothers braid their prayer. Maps burn brighter than the stars tonight, as claim and counter-claim ignite. Sources: Early Edition: March 19, 2026 | Just Security March 19, 2026 overnight brief | FDD Live updates: Iran war news | CNN Verse 4 The price of darkened oceans climbed and fell, on speeches made to soothe a shaken well. Qatar’s harbor coughed and closed its gates, after fires thrashed its iron plates. The Emirati sky swatted swarms of wings, a Saudi flame reluctantly now sings. The chokepoint’s throat is tight with fear and smoke, and every ledger braces for the stroke. Sources: Oil Declines as US, Israel Seek to Ease Concerns Over Iran War | Bloomberg Oil prices surge after Israeli strike on Iran's South Pars gasfield | Al Jazeera Oil surges to $110 a barrel after Israel strikes Iran's energy facilities | Euronews What we know on the 20th day of the US and Israel's war with Iran | CNN Chorus Red lines and rumors, black tide on a narrow strait, Leaders trade their stories while the markets hesitate. Engines hum and sailors pray, the shoreline counts the cost, We are all downstream from sparks that should be lost. Verse 5 From London’s lamps a call went out to sea: a safe path home for those who hold the keys. Flags from every compass point agreed, let crews be freed from anchor, want, and need. Some names already carved by tide and rust, yet talks will start to honor salt and trust. Tehran refused the wording on the page, but oars still dip to calm the age. Sources: UN shipping body urges 'safe maritime corridor' in Gulf | Wyoming News Now (AFP/Reuters) Countries propose safe corridor to free 20,000 seafarers stranded in Gulf | The Star (Reuters) Countries propose safe corridor to free 20,000 seafarers stranded in Gulf | US News (Reuters) UN shipping body urges 'safe maritime corridor' in Gulf | eNCA Verse 6 Beneath committee lights, the briefings weigh, on threats that loom and words that fray. A warning cast at home from far away, while ballots haunt a southern day. They challenged faith in Moscow’s gentle tone, and filed a report that left a custom lone. Between the lines, a silence loud as drums, about the ghosts of votes to come. Sources: March 19, 2026 – Trump administration news | CNN Politics Early Edition: March 19, 2026 | Just Security Bridge Raise the mast, unchain the buoyed gate, call the pilots; let courage navigate. Turn the sirens into lullabies, before the tinder greets the skies. Final Chorus Red lines and rumors, black tide on a narrow strait, Truth and thunder crash where ships and empires wait. Engines roar and people sing, let mercy be our chart, We are all downstream—pull hard, pull hard—one heart.

Strait of Silence, Drums of War Verse 1 Fires rose over gas hubs from Bab to Habshan’s shore, Riyadh caught the falling steel as ministers swore, The prince said timing wasn’t chance and vowed the right to act, Qatar sent the uniforms home, a vessel bled near the strait’s black crack, A chorus of states condemned the sparks on homes and plants and runways, While Paris pled for mercy on the wires, and NATO weighed the waterways. Sources: CNN – Live updates: Iran strikes Gulf energy sites, fires at Qatar gas hub Al Jazeera – Iran war day 19 Bloomberg – Gulf Energy Sites Named as Targets by Iran Chorus Hold tight, the strait is a tourniquet on the world’s blue vein, Tankers idle, markets howl, we count our loss and blame, Truth in footnotes, thunder overhead, Who calls it urgent, who counts the dead? From Doha’s flames to DC’s door, We’re caught between the tide and war. Verse 2 In the Senate lights, she wrote what she would not say, That Midnight Hammer crushed the core and swept the fear away, When pressed to name an urgent threat, she passed it up the stairs, As her deputy walked out, saying truth was gasping air, And far across the desert, the regime still stands but frayed, A scaffold of authority in smoke and dusk and shade. Sources: CBS News – Gabbard says Iranian regime is 'intact but largely degraded' Time – Gabbard Says Iran Did Not Rebuild Nuclear Program ABC News – Gabbard avoids answering whether Iran posed an 'imminent threat' Al Jazeera – US intel chief Gabbard says Iran was not rebuilding enrichment prior to war The Hill – Jon Ossoff accuses Tulsi Gabbard of 'evading' questions on Iran's nuclear threat NBC News – Intel chief Gabbard declines to say if Iran posed an 'imminent threat' Verse 3 The strait grew silent, guards warned all to turn around, Lines of hulls like steel geese, stuck and ocean-bound, Crude climbed like fever, cupboards of the West unlocked, A rival to the old embargo’s ghost now stalked, A supreme vow to keep that gate closed tight through day and night, From island ports to Asian streets, the worry bit and bite, Desert pipes can’t carry all; the balance starts to sway, And every chart that flickers hints at darkening of day. Sources: Wikipedia – 2026 Strait of Hormuz crisis Al Jazeera – Strategic oil release may calm markets but cannot fix Hormuz disruption NPR – How traffic dried up in the Strait of Hormuz CNBC – The Strait of Hormuz is facing a blockade Axios – Oil prices, recession: What happens if Strait of Hormuz stays closed FactCheck.org – How Iran Blocking the Strait of Hormuz Affects the U.S. Chorus Hold tight, the strait is a tourniquet on the world’s blue vein, Tankers idle, markets howl, we count our loss and blame, Truth in footnotes, thunder overhead, Who calls it urgent, who counts the dead? From Doha’s flames to DC’s door, We’re caught between the tide and war. Verse 4 Then Joe Kent laid his badge down, said we were pulled to war, Dragged by friendly hands and lobbies crowding every door, Said voices weren’t allowed to reach the hand that holds the pen, That judgment from the spyglass was muzzled in the den, He named the chorus selling storms, split the drumline clean in two, And aimed the questions back at those who swore it all was true. Sources: CNN – Live updates Trump administration news March 18 Democracy Now! – Headlines March 18, 2026 PBS NewsHour – What Joe Kent's resignation says about US intelligence Foreign Policy – DNI Tulsi Gabbard Faces Scrutiny Over Iran Nuclear Intelligence Verse 5 In Baghdad, walls remember rockets, drones that paint the sky, A militia offered a brief hush with terms they amplify: Stop the thunder over Beirut’s crowded southern maze, And spare the roofs in Iraq’s dust from midnight razor blades, They claimed a wave of buzzing wings from Jordan to the sea, And near an Aussie post in the Emirates came another plea. Sources: CNN – Live updates: Iran war news Al Jazeera – Iran war day 19 Verse 6 Now the Pentagon comes calling with a war chest without end, To feed the forges, restock thunder we already spend, They boast of targets counted high across a battered land, But on the Hill the votes grow thin, the country balks to stand, Even whispers in the West Wing doubt the whole request will soar, And every dollar on the floor becomes a vote on war. Sources: Washington Post – Pentagon seeks over $200 billion in Iran war supplemental budget request Boston Globe – Pentagon reportedly seeks more than $200 billion for Iran war US News & World Report (Reuters) – Pentagon Seeks More Than $200 Billion in Budget Request The Intercept – Trump's War on Iran Could Cost Trillions Final Chorus Hold tight, the strait is a tourniquet on the world’s blue vein, Tankers idle, markets howl, we speak the loss by name, Truth in footnotes, thunder overhead, Who calls it urgent, who counts the dead? Throw wide the gate, douse the flames, still the war drum’s roar— Let the lights come back, let the truth come forth, Strait of silence, break—no more.

Wires Down, Waters Closed, Hearts Open Verse 1 Before dawn over Tehran and Shiraz and Tabriz, the sky was a drum and the ground learned to freeze. A council’s keeper fell, a Basij chief too, state voices confirmed what the fire already knew. A minister vowed to hunt shadows till none remain, and a country’s guard woke to a brand-new stain. Sources: Iran war updates: Tehran confirms Larijani, Soleimani killed – Al Jazeera Iran war live updates: Israel says Iran's security chief Ali Larijani killed – ABC7 March 17, 2026 – PBS NewsHour full episode Early Edition: March 17, 2026 – Just Security 2026 Iran War – Wikipedia 2026 Iran War – Britannica Chorus Wires down, waters closed, borders running red, leaders trade thunder while the innocent tread. But I still hear a chorus that refuses to drown: open the lanes, light the rooms, lay the weapons down. Verse 2 Across the blue-lit border, armored columns rolled, in the southern hills of Lebanon, the air turned cold. Hezbollah struck back where the fences fray, and families became rivers trying to get away. A village heard orders to empty and hide, while far-off capitals begged, let the fire subside. Sources: Iran war: What is happening on day 18 of US-Israel attacks? – Al Jazeera 2026 Iran War – Wikipedia Map shows how 17 days of attacks have evolved in US-Israel war on Iran – Al Jazeera Chorus Wires down, waters closed, borders running red, leaders trade thunder while the innocent tread. But I still hear a chorus that refuses to drown: open the lanes, light the rooms, lay the weapons down. Verse 3 On an island of music, every light went black, with oil turned to memory and the grid off track. Hospitals dimmed, the scalpel had to wait, and hunger tapped fingers at the palace gate. From a gilded office came talk of taking the shore, while Havana said we’re talking, we’ll open a door. Sources: Trump muses over 'taking Cuba' as island's power grid collapses – CNN The power goes out in Cuba, leaving hospitals dark – NBC News Trump threatens to 'take' Cuba as island grapples with nationwide blackout – Al Jazeera Cuba begins restoring power after energy grid collapses in nationwide blackout – CBS News Havana blames U.S. energy blockade as Cuba suffers another country-wide blackout – CBC News Cuba hit by island-wide blackout as energy crisis deepens – NPR Chorus Wires down, waters closed, borders running red, leaders trade thunder while the innocent tread. But I still hear a chorus that refuses to drown: open the lanes, light the rooms, lay the weapons down. Verse 4 In Washington’s quiet, a badge hit the desk, a watcher of threats said this war felt grotesque. No looming danger, just pressure and spin, promises to end wars blown out on the wind. He was called weak while the chamber split, and the chair he left empty faced a fuse still lit. Sources: 'No imminent threat': U.S. Counterterrorism Center head resigns over Iran war – Axios Joe Kent, high-ranking US intel official, resigns over Iran war – CNN Top Trump counterterrorism official resigns over Iran – CBS News Joe Kent, a top counterterrorism official, resigns citing Iran war – NPR U.S. counterterrorism director Joe Kent resigns over war – CNBC Top U.S. counterterrorism official Joe Kent resigns over Trump's war on Iran – CBC News Chorus Wires down, waters closed, borders running red, leaders trade thunder while the innocent tread. But I still hear a chorus that refuses to drown: open the lanes, light the rooms, lay the weapons down. Verse 5 At the world’s narrow doorway, Iran shut the gate to certain flags and hulls told to wait. An ocean of tankers like cattle in a pen, as the vault of reserves cracked open again. Allies said no to a call from across the sea, Paris answered never, not like this, not with me. Prices climbed ladders, the pantry felt the strain, the food ships choked on the fertilizer chain, yet friends were waved through by a careful hand, Turkey and India threading the sand. Sources: 2026 Strait of Hormuz Crisis – Wikipedia Iran war: What is happening on day 18 of US-Israel attacks? – Al Jazeera Iran War: No Uptake to Trump Plea for Help – Naked Capitalism 2026 Iran War – Wikipedia Chorus Wires down, waters closed, borders running red, leaders trade thunder while the innocent tread. But I still hear a chorus that refuses to drown: open the lanes, light the rooms, lay the weapons down. Verse 6 On the middle sea’s back, the year began in grief, bodies turned to rumors, truth cut reef to reef. The ledger grew blank where the waves run wild, storms tore the seams and silence compiled. With coffers clipped and lifelines tied, the coast guards stopped telling how the rescued cried, and families kept vigil on salt-stung stones, counting the missing by the ache in their bones. Sources: Hundreds of migrants are vanishing in the Mediterranean. Authorities are withholding information – Mercury News (AP) Hundreds of migrants are vanishing in the Mediterranean – Boston Globe (AP) 'Invisible shipwrecks': Record migrant deaths in the Mediterranean – Sigmalive Early Edition: March 17, 2026 – Just Security Bridge Raise your voice like sirens on a harbor wall, pound on the blackout door till the hinges fall. Steer the waiting freighters through the guarded foam, name the ones the water tried to leave unknown. Final Chorus Wires up, waters open, borders healing slow, hands across the fault lines pulling light from below. I still hear that chorus, louder than the guns: open the lanes, light the rooms—let the living run. Outro Let the breakers take the war drums down, let the night unclench and the lost be found. When the current shifts and the truth comes home, we’ll tune our shattered world and sing it whole.

Fires in the Gulf, Lights in Havana, Votes in the Halls Verse 1 Dawn over Dubai, sirens in the sand, A fuel tank burning by the runways’ hand. Flights held in place, a hush in the gate, A car struck in Abu Dhabi sealed one fate. Oil fields smolder, the sky still hums, Across the water, iron thunder comes. Saudi skies catching stings in a swarm, Qatar’s shield up, bracing the storm. And near the Green Zone, a boom like a bell— The war’s wide wake, a story it tells. Sources: Dubai airport, major global hub, targeted by Iran drone strike | The Washington Post Gulf states report drone attacks early on Monday | Euronews Live updates: Iran war keeps gas prices up | CBS News Chorus Hold on, world, while the wires all tighten, While borders harden and headlines heighten. It’s not just markets, or maps drawn thin, It’s mothers and midnights, the breath we’re in. Keep the seas open, keep the truth strong, Light the dark corners, make the quiet long. Verse 2 Boots press north where the cedars lean, A “limited” line drawn hard and clean. They say it’s a buffer, a safer shore, To tear out tunnels and close one door. But families scatter, the roads run dry, Little shoes wait where the orchards lie. Leaders in the West lift warning signs, South of the Litani they read the lines. A plan grows larger than anyone planned— A shadow spreading across the land. Sources: Israeli military launches 'ground operations' in southern Lebanon | Al Jazeera IDF begins 'targeted ground operation' in south Lebanon | The Times of Israel Israel planning massive ground invasion of Lebanon | Axios How an Israeli Ground Invasion of Lebanon Could Unfold | TIME IDF Expands Offensive in Southern Lebanon | FDD Israel announces 'limited and targeted ground operations' in Lebanon | UPI Verse 3 Havana went silent, a switch gone cold, The grid let go of its fragile hold. Months without fuel and the candles know, Hospitals dim where the trade winds blow. Food turns sour, the trash bags rise, A rare hard shout in tropical skies. Talks crack open with old foes near, “Bring what you can, we’ll buy it here.” By night a sliver of light comes through, But so much waits on what others do. Sources: Cuba's power grid collapses after weeks of US oil blockade | CNN Cuba hit by island-wide blackout as energy crisis deepens | NPR Trump vows to 'take' Cuba as island grapples with nationwide blackout | Al Jazeera Cuba begins restoring power after energy grid collapses | CBS News Cuba Suffers Nationwide Blackout as Fuel Shortages Hit Power Grid | Bloomberg Chorus Hold on, world, while the wires all tighten, While borders harden and headlines heighten. It’s not just markets, or maps drawn thin, It’s mothers and midnights, the breath we’re in. Keep the seas open, keep the truth strong, Light the dark corners, make the quiet long. Verse 4 Where the strait narrows, the lifeline chokes, Tankers linger like worried boats. Crude climbs higher than we’ve seen in years, Pumps click numbers that stir old fears. Reserves unlocked with a cautious key, Whispers of prices that bend a knee. Asia waits on an anxious tide, Europe feels it in the wings that glide. A lone ship passes, beacon in sight, Proof that even locks can blink in the night. Sources: US gas prices surge to their highest since October 2023 | CNN Business Oil prices: Analysts raise the alarm as crude soars over Iran war | CNBC Oil stays above $100 a barrel amid Iran's stranglehold on Strait of Hormuz | Al Jazeera 2026 Strait of Hormuz crisis | Wikipedia Oil Price Tops $100: How Iran War Is Disrupting Hormuz Shipping | Bloomberg Iran's new supreme leader vows to keep blocking Strait of Hormuz as oil prices spike | NBC News Verse 5 In the marble chamber, a showdown calls: Proof for a vote, and IDs for the stalls. Rolls to be checked with cold machine eyes, A promise of purity, a chorus of sighs. It cleared one house on a party wind, But the other stands where the rules are pinned. Threats of a pen to overrule, Talk of the filibuster bent like a tool. Critics remind, in quiet refrain, The thing they fear is already banned by name. Sources: Senate Democrats oppose SAVE America Act as Republicans prepare for floor vote | CNBC Senate will debate SAVE Act this week: What you need to know | Spectrum News The Senate will finally vote on the SAVE America Act | Votebeat Senate prepares to vote on Trump's SAVE Act | NPR Sen. John Cornyn flips on the filibuster to pass SAVE America Act | NBC News Senate to vote on SAVE America Act; Major impacts to county election administration | NACo Verse 6 A call to Beijing put on delay, “Can’t leave now, there’s a war in the way.” Pressure on Hormuz, a public nudge, Treasury soft-pedals, diplomats fudge. Beijing says, “Stop the guns and speak,” Both sides talking week by week. Trade and islands, now one more scar, Another lantern hung on a crowded star. Sources: Trump says U.S. asked China to delay Xi meeting 'a month or so' due to Iran war | CNBC Trump-Xi summit delayed amid push for China to help open Hormuz | The Washington Post Trump Floats Xi Summit Delay If China Doesn't Help in Hormuz | Bloomberg Trump says U.S. wants to delay his meeting with Xi in China | NBC News Trump signals possible delay to Beijing summit | CNBC Trump seeks to delay meeting with China's Xi | Al Jazeera Final Chorus and Ending Hold on, world, while the wires all tighten, While borders harden and headlines heighten. May ships find passage, may sirens fall, May ballots be simple and bright for all. Light up Havana, calm down the blue, Let Lebanon’s orchards breathe something new. Ground those drones, lift those gates, Turn down the heat, turn up the grace. In the narrow strait of a trembling night, We widen the way by striking a light.

Straits, Runways, Screens and Snow Verse 1 The strait is narrowed by a war of flags, A vital artery pinched by threats and tags. Prices leapt to heights not seen in years, Strategic reserves tapped to calm the fears. A new voice in Tehran swears to hold that gate, While calls ring out to Beijing and NATO states. Whispers of escorts with the turning spring, And markets in the East feel the shuddering. Sources: Oil stays above $100 a barrel amid Iran's stranglehold on Strait of Hormuz – Al Jazeera Strategic oil release may calm markets but cannot fix Hormuz disruption – Al Jazeera Trump's plans to lower Iran-war oil prices aren't working – CNBC Iran's new supreme leader vows to keep blocking Strait of Hormuz as oil prices spike – NBC News Chorus Hold on, world, when the ground won’t move, When the fuel runs hot and the nights won’t soothe, From barricaded waters to a silent road, We keep a little fire where the cold winds blow. Raise your hands, let the beacons glow— We are more than what the headlines show. Verse 2 A drone kissed metal at the world’s busiest sky-crossroads, A tank lit briefly, then the runway fire slowed. No blood was spilled, but the field went still, Emirates folded wings to the siren’s will. Most arrows in the air were turned aside, Yet data halls burned and a French deck near Abu Dhabi cried. British jets keep guard in desert skies, And a Wedgetail circles where the hazard lies. Sources: Fire contained near Dubai airport after drone attack, flights suspended – Times of Israel Iranian drone attack suspends flights at Dubai International Airport – Euronews 2026 Iranian strikes on the United Arab Emirates – Wikipedia As Dubai reels from war and airstrikes – The Washington Post Verse 3 Night over Kyiv shook with iron rain, Lives were lost and many learned new pain. Washington paused its peacemaking for a newer blaze, While a president warned of split and stolen days— A sanction’s softening and crude-born gain, The other front cashing in on global strain. Yet drones from the blue hit a refinery town, And along that restless line, no one stands down. Sources: Russian strike on Kyiv region kills 4 and wounds 15, with peace talks stalled – NPR / KNPR Russia and Ukraine both claim front line progress with US-brokered peace talks on hold – Euronews Russian strike on Kyiv region kills 4 and wounds 15, with peace talks stalled – Houston Public Media / NPR Chorus Hold on, world, when the ground won’t move, When the fuel runs hot and the nights won’t soothe, From barricaded waters to a silent road, We keep a little fire where the cold winds blow. Raise your hands, let the beacons glow— We are more than what the headlines show. Verse 4 Under Hollywood’s lights, a battle by another name Took the golden crown and the guiding frame. Sinners raised its hero to a grateful scene, He thanked Coogler for the space to be seen. Hamnet’s heart found honor in a steady voice, And casting itself rose as a brand-new choice. Security was heavy after a federal war-tied warn, While jokes and tears kept the night warm. Sources: Oscars 2026 live updates: winners and best moments – ABC7 Los Angeles The 98th Academy Awards | 2026 – Oscars.org (official) 98th Academy Awards – Wikipedia Oscars 2026: Everything to know about the 98th Academy Awards – ABC News Verse 5 Then winter roared across Minnesota’s plain, White curtains fell on highway, farm, and train. A major road fell silent, airports lost their flow, The Guard rolled out where the drifts would grow. No-travel signs like lanterns in the gale, Semis bent like knees, and cars spun pale, While far-off towns sweated under heat’s rough hand— Two weathers fighting in a shaken land. Sources: Travel not advised in parts of southern Minnesota as major snowstorm winds down – CBS News Minnesota Live updates on Minnesota winter storm: Blizzard conditions, school closings Monday – FOX 9 Bridge From the strait’s dark choke to the spotlight’s gleam, From a grounded jet to a powerline’s dream, From a plowhead spark to a tired patrol, We stitch these headlines to a human soul. Final Chorus and Ending Hold on, world, let the lighthouses sing, Let the tankers pass and the telephones ring. Light the runways, lift the grid’s low moan, Turn the stage to love and bring them home. Beat on, heart, like a convoy’s drum, Through snow and smoke, we are not undone. Throw the gates wide, let the beacons grow— Straits opening, engines rolling, curtains rising— Now go, go, go!

Straits and Streets and Sirens Verse 1 – Kharg Island Over black water, the rumble rolled in, Steel birds cut the night where the tankers begin. The order came down, the guns found their mark, They left the pipes standing but threatened the spark. A leader fell silent, his shadow still long, A son took the mantle, the missiles moved on. They’re naming it fury, they’re counting the cost, In echoes and ashes, the line has been crossed. Sources: Day 14 of Middle East conflict — Trump says US 'totally obliterated every military target at Iran oil hub | CNN Iran war: What is happening on day 15 of US-Israel attacks? | Al Jazeera Iran live updates: Trump calls on other countries to assist in Strait of Hormuz | ABC News Live updates: Iran war news; crew killed in plane crash identified | CNN Chorus Hold the line, hearts on the wire, Roads of oil, skies of fire. Keep the faith, don’t let go, We are the current under the flow. Light the truth, raise the sound, Love is a border that can’t be shut down. Verse 2 – Attacks on Jewish sites in Europe and US In Amsterdam’s quiet, a school wall shook, Pages of prayer with a scorched, open look. A synagogue smoldered by the mouth of the sea, Teenagers taken, a claim from a shadowed decree. Liège heard a thunder, Michigan a crash, The mayor said “targeted,” the windows were ash. A chorus of leaders: no room for this hate, But fear walks the pavements when fire finds a gate. Sources: Amsterdam Jewish school struck by explosion in wave of antisemitic violence | CNN Explosion hits Jewish school in Amsterdam after synagogue attack in Rotterdam | NL Times Blast damages Amsterdam Jewish school in 'deliberate attack,' mayor says | Times of Israel Explosion damages Jewish school in Amsterdam with no injuries reported | Euronews Blast hits Jewish school in Amsterdam, mayor calls it targeted attack | Jerusalem Post Chorus Hold the line, hearts on the wire, Roads of oil, skies of fire. Keep the faith, don’t let go, We are the current under the flow. Light the truth, raise the sound, Love is a border that can’t be shut down. Verse 3 – Strait of Hormuz crisis The strait grew narrow, the tide turned mean, Tankers at anchor, prices unseen. A pledge to choke passage, to tighten the seam, Markets went fevered like a bad, waking dream. The world cracked the vaults for a lifeline of crude, The biggest unsealing to calm a bad mood. Economists warned of a chill in the air, When energy falters, it’s hunger we wear. Sources: Oil prices soar above $100 after Iran says Strait of Hormuz will remain shut | CNN Business Not 'a litre of oil' to pass Strait of Hormuz, expect $200 price tag: Iran | Al Jazeera Oil prices, recession: What happens if Strait of Hormuz stays closed | Axios Oil prices volatile on conflicting reports about Strait of Hormuz | NBC News Oil supertanker rates hit all-time high as insurers drop war risk protection | CNBC Chorus Hold the line, hearts on the wire, Roads of oil, skies of fire. Keep the faith, don’t let go, We are the current under the flow. Light the truth, raise the sound, Love is a border that can’t be shut down. Verse 4 – Strikes on Kyiv, talks on ice Sirens in Kyiv, the grid took the hit, Glass in the courtyards, resolve that won’t quit. The table went empty, the chairs pushed away, While another war’s thunder stole the world’s day. A waiver across oceans drew anger and doubt, As money and missiles kept circling about. Yet far to the east, through smoke and shadow, A factory fell quiet to a long Western arrow. Sources: Russian strike on Kyiv region kills 4 and wounds 15, with peace talks stalled | NPR Ukraine Peace Talks Appear Paused Amid Middle East Conflict | RFE/RL via GlobalSecurity.org Russia and Ukraine both claim front line progress with US-brokered peace talks on hold | Euronews Ukraine strikes Russian electronics plant that builds missile components | Washington Post Chorus Hold the line, hearts on the wire, Roads of oil, skies of fire. Keep the faith, don’t let go, We are the current under the flow. Light the truth, raise the sound, Love is a border that can’t be shut down. Verse 5 – Homeland paychecks and airport lines In uniforms blue, they showed up and stood, With wallets gone hollow and shifts understood. Belts, boots, and carry-ons crawling like snails, People with tickets and patience gone pale. Some turned in their badges, some drove through the night, Delivering dinners to keep on the lights. A firing at sunrise, a new name to wear, But promises don’t fill an empty air. Sources: TSA workers grapple with loss of first paycheck | CNN TSA workers miss a full paycheck, while travelers keep paying airport security fees | NPR TSA workers set to miss first paycheck as Senate bickers over DHS funding | CNBC 'Officers are at their wits' end': TSA workers brace for missed paychecks | MS NOW TSA workers set to miss first paycheck with no end to DHS shutdown in sight | The Hill Chorus Hold the line, hearts on the wire, Roads of oil, skies of fire. Keep the faith, don’t let go, We are the current under the flow. Light the truth, raise the sound, Love is a border that can’t be shut down. Verse 6 – Drones and the unlikeliest allies A whisper from Moscow on how to take aim, Maps on the table, no more hiding the game. But out of the ruins where drones learned to bite, Came teams from Ukraine to guard in the night. They wired the perimeters, listened for wings, Merops in orbit, intercepting things. Old foes and new partners, a tangle of thread, Protecting the living from storms overhead. Sources: Russia Helps Iran Attack U.S. and Its Allies. Ukraine Helps Defend Them | FDD Ukraine Peace Talks Appear Paused Amid Middle East Conflict | RFE/RL via GlobalSecurity.org Bridge – Rise From Kharg to canals, from checkpoints to spires, From checkpoints and terminals to candlelit choirs, Let every lane open and every child learn, Let workers be honored and wages return. No sacred house burning, no ships held at bay, Let leaders speak softly and stand down the fray. Final Chorus – Higher, louder Hold the line, hearts on the wire, Roads of oil, skies of fire. Sing it loud, let the cities hear: We are the drum in a world of fear. Light the truth, raise the sound, Love is a border that can’t be shut down. Hold the line—let the sirens fade, Hands in the open, no more afraid. Turn the tide, lift the ground— This is the moment we won’t back down.

Barrels, Bridges, and Homes Verse 1 — Kharg Island Night over Kharg and the thunder rolls, The order came to strike the guns and roles. He said he spared the pipes that feed the world, But warned he’d turn the valves to fire if waves stayed furled. Iran answered, touch our lifeblood and you’ll feel the flame, A general on the air said prices could go insane. They’ve hit thousands deep since the first alarms, And Marines are sailing in with open arms. Sources: CNN Live Updates: Iran war news; US strikes Kharg Island oil export hub, Trump says CNBC: Trump says US 'obliterated' military targets on Iran's Kharg Island Al Jazeera Live: US bombs Iran's Kharg Island, warns oil facilities next Foreign Policy: Trump Orders Strikes on Kharg Island, a Vital Hub for Iran's Oil Fortune: U.S. hits military targets on Iran's Kharg Island as war escalates Washington Post: Trump says U.S. bombed Kharg Island, striking core of Iran's oil economy Bloomberg: US Intensifies Strikes, Rhetoric as Oil Rises Chorus Hold your fire, open the lanes, The world runs on hope more than on planes. Lift your eyes, unchain the sea, Choose bridges over burning, let the tankers breathe. Children dream of quiet nights at home— Turn the sirens down, turn the porch lights on. Verse 2 — War Spreads Regionally A French flag lowered in the dust of Erbil, Another missile crossed to Turkey, caught mid-sky and still. A desert kingdom swatted swarms like bees in a storm, While Sohar’s port went quiet, wounded and worn. Central Beirut shook—civilians gone, a bridge undone, Little shoes by broken glass, no place to run. From Kuwait to Muscat they’re pleading, one by one, For the roaring to be over, for the day to come. Sources: Fortune: U.S. hits military targets on Iran's Kharg Island as war escalates Democracy Now Headlines for March 13, 2026 Euronews: Latest news bulletin – March 13th, 2026 PBS NewsHour: More Marines heading to Middle East as US continues relentless strikes on Iran Chorus Hold your fire, open the lanes, The world runs on hope more than on planes. Lift your eyes, unchain the sea, Choose bridges over burning, let the tankers breathe. Children dream of quiet nights at home— Turn the sirens down, turn the porch lights on. Verse 3 — Global Oil Crisis The strait is tight like a fist around the globe, A record draw from caverns can’t unbend the load. Benchmarks climbed past thresholds we all feel at dawn, At the pump, in the market, in the rent we pawn. They talk of letting ships through if the yuan leads the trade, While spreadsheets whisper losses in the jobs we made. Flows fell to near a whisper where they used to roar, And the world is counting barrels like a prayer for more. Sources: IEA: Oil Market Report – March 2026 Al Jazeera: Oil stays above $100 a barrel amid Iran's stranglehold on Strait of Hormuz Axios: Oil prices, recession – What happens if Strait of Hormuz stays closed CNBC: How Strait of Hormuz closure can become tipping point for global economy CNN: 5 things to know for March 13: War with Iran, Air Force plane crash… Chorus Hold your fire, open the lanes, The world runs on hope more than on planes. Lift your eyes, unchain the sea, Choose bridges over burning, let the tankers breathe. Children dream of quiet nights at home— Turn the sirens down, turn the porch lights on. Verse 4 — US Air Force Crash A tanker fell in western sand, no beacon, no escape, No enemy to blame, just metal, time, and fate. Another bird was in the mix, and all aboard were lost, No silken cords to pull them free, only families count the cost. Back home the tally rises with the anger and the bills, A nation asking what we buy with all these iron wills. Sources: CNN: What we know on the 14th day of the US and Israel's war with Iran CNN: 5 things to know for March 13 NPR: The News Roundup For March 13, 2026 Chorus Hold your fire, open the lanes, The world runs on hope more than on planes. Lift your eyes, unchain the sea, Choose bridges over burning, let the tankers breathe. Children dream of quiet nights at home— Turn the sirens down, turn the porch lights on. Verse 5 — Poland’s Veto In Warsaw’s halls a pen ran cold on Europe’s biggest check, A president warned of chains and debt, of Brussels at the neck. The prime minister called it shame and drew a backup line, For radars, drones, and satellites to harden the front line. They lack the votes to force it through, but Brussels says it’ll flow, While most at home said sign it, let the reinforcements grow. Sources: Euronews: Polish President Nawrocki vetoes law unlocking €44bn in EU defence loans Washington Post: Poland's Tusk vows to use EU defense loans despite president's veto Bloomberg: Polish President Vetoes Plan to Tap Defense Loans From EU Defense News: Polish president rejects $50 billion in European military loans Notes From Poland: President vetoes bill on Poland receiving €44bn in EU defence loans Balkan Insight: Poland's President Vetoes EU Defence Loan Plan, Escalating Clash with Govt Yahoo News / AFP: Poland vows to ensure EU defence funding after presidential veto Chorus Hold your fire, open the lanes, The world runs on hope more than on planes. Lift your eyes, unchain the sea, Choose bridges over burning, let the tankers breathe. Children dream of quiet nights at home— Turn the sirens down, turn the porch lights on. Verse 6 — US Housing Bill Across the ocean, in a marble dome, a rare and roaring yes, The biggest roof-raising plan in years to ease the housing stress. To cut the red tape knots, to build where people live, To stop the mega-landlords from grabbing what we give. The White House nods, the House still weighs, with threats along the track, But somewhere nails are ready, and the lumber’s stacked. Sources: NBC News: Senate passes major housing affordability bill by Elizabeth Warren and Tim Scott CBS News: Senate approves sweeping bipartisan housing bill, but roadblocks remain in the House NPR: Senate passes bipartisan housing bill targeting large investors and easing regulations Time: Here's What's In the Sweeping Housing Bill the Senate Passed Chicago Tribune: Senate passes bipartisan housing bill to improve access and affordability US Senate Committee on Banking, Housing, and Urban Affairs: Senate Passes Chairman Scott's Historic Housing Affordability Legislation Yahoo Finance / AP: The Senate passed its first major housing bill since the subprime mortgage crisis Final Chorus — Exciting Ending Hold your fire, open the lanes, The world runs on hope more than on planes. Lift your eyes, unchain the sea, Choose bridges over burning, let the tankers breathe. Raise the roofs, lay the roads, let the weary come— If we can build a home tonight, tomorrow peace can run. Outro Let a bridge rise where a bridge once fell, Let a harbor hum and a schoolyard yell. Turn from barrels to bread, from sirens to songs— May the strait swing wide, and may we all belong.

Straits and Side Streets Verse Out where the gulf wind bites the metal hulls, Mojtaba Khamenei speaks of shutting doors. Mines in black water, tankers scarred and stalled, Bases warned by thunder from distant shores. A tide of families climbs the mountain roads, Tehran to the orchards, the north to the plain. In Beirut’s shadow, homes are turned to smoke, And airlines lift on cautious wings again. Debris rains down on grids in desert heat, Bahrain whispers charges in the night. Across the lanes of trade, the ships still bleed, And oil dawns dark as news hits daylight. Sources: Iran says its new leader made his 1st address, vowing to keep Strait of Hormuz closed – NPR Iran war: What is happening on day 13 of US-Israel attacks? – Al Jazeera No relief from high prices despite deal to release historic amount of petroleum reserves – NBC News UNHCR: Up to 3.2 million Iranians temporarily displaced in Iran as conflict intensifies – UNHCR Nearly 700,000 displaced in Lebanon as Middle East crisis escalates – UN News Displacement in Lebanon grows as Israeli military operations expand – CBC News Early Edition: March 12, 2026 – Just Security Chorus Close the straits, and the world holds its breath, Open hearts, we could soften the edge. Children cry, markets shake, leaders swear and confess, But the song of the living begs a different pledge: Open the straits of our minds and our hands, Let the tides turn the rust into sand. We can’t price what we lose when we harden the land— Sing it loud, sing it long, take a stand. Verse They drained the vaults of buried light, A record flood from guarded steel. Barrels roll like thunder under night, Yet wheels still slip, and the bruises feel real. Analysts hum a simple truth: Reserves are bridges, not the road. Escorts wait, the war maps move, Only open waters lift the load. Sources: IEA agrees to release record 400 million barrels of oil to address Iran war supply disruption – CNBC IEA announces historic oil reserve release amid Iran war – Axios Major, multi-country oil release deal fails to bring down petroleum prices – NBC News International Energy Agency announces largest ever release of reserve oil amid Iran war – ABC News IEA approves largest-ever oil reserve release of 400m barrels amid Iran crisis – Euronews IEA members to tap into oil reserves – NPR Iran War: IEA to Release 400 Million Barrels of Oil Reserves to Lower Crude Costs – Foreign Policy Plans for record emergency oil release signal Middle East war could drag on for months – CNBC Verse In White Nile’s fields, a drone found a school, A clinic’s quiet breath torn thin. Not a soldier on the lane, just notebooks, chalk, A healer’s hands, a teacher’s grin. Another market by the border wept, The rights chief stared and called it out. Sudan’s children wander like lost constellations, Their names the stars we can’t do without. Sources: A drone strike hits school and medical center in southern Sudan, killing 17, mostly schoolgirls – Washington Post Young girls among the dead in drone strike that kills at least 17 in Sudan – CBC News Students among 17 dead in RSF drone attack in Sudan's White Nile State – Al Jazeera 17 killed in Sudan drone strike on school and medical centre – Boston Globe Drone strike in Sudan near the border with Chad kills 4, injures many more – Washington Times Chorus Close the straits, and the world holds its breath, Open hearts, we could soften the edge. Children cry, markets shake, leaders swear and confess, But the song of the living begs a different pledge: Open the straits of our minds and our hands, Let the tides turn the rust into sand. We can’t price what we lose when we harden the land— Sing it loud, sing it long, take a stand. Verse Wall Street stumbled through a restless noon, The big boards dimmed, the future frowned. Jet paths faltered, shipwrights swooned, As oil climbed back to higher ground. Long notes rose from Treasury halls, Mortgages leapt like startled deer. Even the watchers wrote it plain: The biggest break in supply this year. Sources: Stock market news for March 12, 2026 – CNBC Stocks fall and global oil reclaims $100 as Iran's new supreme leader vows to keep Strait of Hormuz closed – CNN Business Stock Market Today (Mar. 12, 2026): U.S. markets fall for third consecutive day – The Street Stock market today: Dow drops 700 points, S&P 500, Nasdaq sink as oil soars back toward $100 – Yahoo Finance Verse Far from Nampo’s gray-lipped shore, A steel new beast found its voice. Cruise flames stitched the salted air, And Kim stood steady by his choice. His daughter near, his sister cold, The word “strategic” caught the sea. Drills across the border rolled, He called for more to rise beneath the lee. Sources: North Korean leader Kim watches cruise missile tests with his daughter – NBC News North Korea conducts second cruise missile test from new warship in last week – NK News North Korean Destroyer Tests Strategic Cruise Missile – USNI News North Korean leader Kim watches cruise missile tests with his daughter – Washington Post North Korea's Kim oversees cruise missile tests from new naval destroyer – Al Jazeera Verse In lake-bright towns where maples lean, A blue wave brushed a red-worn street. Bobbi Boudman knocked on doors Where once she’d bowed to old defeats. A seat left open, bags to Texas, Trump’s long shadow on the green. Democrats whisper, “Change is coming,” While the gavel still stays with the other team. Sources: N.H. Democrat wins local special election in GOP-leaning district – Boston Globe Wolfeboro Democrat Boudman wins upset in special election, captures GOP House seat – NHPR Democrats flip New Hampshire House seat in special election – The Hill Democrat wins Lakes Region special election for seat in historically Republican district – New Hampshire Bulletin Democrats Score Stunning Victory in District Trump Won Easily in 2024 – The New Republic Dems score upset win in New Hampshire special election, giving GOP fresh reason to worry – MSNBC Bridge From Hormuz fog to White Nile dust, From trading floors to ballots cast, From shipyard sparks to airport thrust, We carry questions built to last. What is a passage worth to keep? What is a life we failed to save? What is a vote but waking sleep Turning toward a brighter wave? Final Chorus Close the straits, and the world holds its breath, Open hearts, we could soften the edge. Children cry, markets shake, leaders swear and confess, But the song of the living begs a different pledge: Open the straits of our minds and our hands, Let the tides turn the rust into sand. Let the schools ring the bell, let the sky guard the land, Let ballots beat bullets, let truth take command. Open the straits, let the anchors release, May the side streets rise and the wide seas find peace.

Strait of Shadows Verse 1 Since the first strikes that felled a ruler’s crown, Washington and Tel Aviv turned the dial past mercy. Israel drives the fight along Lebanon’s wounded ridge, Saudi skies catch drones and missiles in bright nets, Qatar’s alarms rise, the Gulf holds its breath. The IRGC swears no oil through Hormuz, A flotilla of mine-layers burns, And ships under Japanese, Thai, and Pacific flags are struck, Banks are named as battlegrounds, and mourners count the cost. Sources: Al Jazeera – Iran war: What is happening on day 12 of US-Israel attacks? CNN – What we know on the 12th day of the US and Israel's war with Iran NPR – Up First newsletter: Iran-Israel-US war Day 12 Fortune – Iran targets Dubai airport, commercial ships across the Gulf Chorus Hold back the fire, open the strait, Lower the sirens, let daylight wait. Ground the drones, let children sleep, Give the pilots a sky, give the oceans their deep. We are smaller than the wars we make— Let love be the convoy, let peace be the wake. Verse 2 A son takes the mantle in a house of shattered glass, Mojtaba walks wounded, or maybe cannot walk at all. State TV whispers “janbaz” and nothing more, Hidden rooms, quiet phones, no balcony to bless the crowd; Yet courtiers swear the pens still move, And hard lines harden in the halls of power. Sources: CNN – New Iranian supreme leader had fractured foot and face lacerations on first day of war The Times of Israel – Iran's new supreme leader was injured in legs on 1st day of war The Hill – New Iranian leader Mojtaba Khamenei wounded early in US operation Iran International – Iran state TV suggests Mojtaba Khamenei injured in ongoing war Jerusalem Post – Mojtaba Khamenei injured but still functioning as Iran's leader Verse 3 Near Dubai’s runways, two shadows fall to earth, Travelers bleed and clutch their tickets in trembling hands. The tower says the flights will carry on, But radars in the Emirates hum without sleep; Bahrain rolls its birds to safer sands, A British flag carrier stays grounded there, As the world redraws its airways overnight. Sources: The National – Four injured after Iranian drone strike near Dubai Airport Haaretz – Two Iranian Drones Fall Near Dubai Airport Reuters via US News – Drone Strikes Near Dubai Airport Deepen Gulf Aviation Chaos Fortune – Iran targets Dubai airport, commercial ships across the Gulf as war widens Chorus Hold back the fire, open the strait, Lower the sirens, let daylight wait. Ground the drones, let children sleep, Give the pilots a sky, give the oceans their deep. We are smaller than the wars we make— Let love be the convoy, let peace be the wake. Verse 4 The strait tightens to a knot in the global throat, Tankers idle like steel whales afraid to breach. A boast and a backtrack from a statesman’s feed Whipsaw the price of every mile and meal; Producers turn their valves to quiet, At corner stations, the sighs grow longer. Sources: Al Jazeera – Oil prices swing wildly amid mixed messages over Iran war Al Jazeera – IRGC: Not 'a litre of oil' to pass Strait of Hormuz, expect $200 price tag NBC News – Oil prices volatile on conflicting reports about Strait of Hormuz CNBC – Oil retreats even after Energy Secretary wrongly claims Navy escorted tanker CNBC – Oil prices: Analysts raise the alarm as crude soars over Iran war Goldman Sachs – How Will the Iran Conflict Impact Oil Prices? Axios – Oil, gas prices spike as Iran war thrusts Strait of Hormuz into crisis Verse 5 Trading floors sway like ships in a cross current, Screens in Tokyo, Seoul, and New York dim together. Ras Laffan’s chill flames go cold under drone-black skies, Europe pays dear for warm rooms and lit stoves; The World Food Programme warns of empty bowls, Fertilizer trapped behind a narrow gate—harvests held hostage. Sources: Wikipedia – Economic impact of the 2026 Iran war CNBC – Stock market news for March 11, 2026 NBC News – Oil surges, stocks tumble as fears of prolonged Iran war hit markets Morgan Stanley – Iran Conflict: Oil Price Impacts and Inflation ABC Chicago – Iran war live updates: 140 US troops wounded, $11.3B cost Verse 6 The IEA breaks the glass on its biggest red box, Allies pledge their caches, reserve doors swing wide. Even so, the fever doesn’t break, Charts still climb like nervous birds; Until safe passage returns to Hormuz, No promise can calm a world that runs on tides. Sources: CNBC – IEA agrees to release record 400 million barrels of oil Al Jazeera – IEA agrees to release 400 million barrels of oil from strategic reserves Euronews – IEA approves largest-ever oil reserve release of 400m barrels amid Iran crisis PBS News – IEA agrees to release record volume of emergency oil reserves Fortune – The IEA is releasing a record 400 million barrels of emergency oil. It may not be enough Bloomberg – IEA Confirms Huge Release of Emergency Oil Stockpiles Bridge Call back the missiles, unchain the ports, Let Beirut breathe, let Tehran mourn and heal. Give Riyadh quiet skies, Doha a still dawn, Let captains read the stars, not the threat boards. Final Chorus Hold back the fire, open the strait, Lower the rifles at every gate. Ground the drones, lift up the weak, Write the truce the markets seek. Turn the ships to mercy, turn the news to grace, Light a lantern on the shoreline— Guide us out of this place.

Smoke, Straits, and Silence Verse 1 — Tehran’s New Crown A son steps from the shadows, the city holding its breath, After missiles wrote a headline on his father’s final breath. The council made it formal, the Guard stood close behind, No ballot box had known him, but the ranks had read his mind. A chorus of condemning came from far across the sea, A president called him weak, an ally vowed he’d never be free. But Moscow sent a promise, Beijing drew a line, And sea of faith in Tehran streets rose, unbroken spine. Sources: Mojtaba Khamenei, son of ayatollah killed in U.S.-Israeli strikes, named Iran's new supreme leader – NBC News Iran names Mojtaba Khamenei as new supreme leader after father's killing – Al Jazeera What to know about Mojtaba Khamenei, Iran's new supreme leader – NPR Iran names new supreme leader, Mojtaba Khamenei – CBS News World reacts to appointment of Mojtaba Khamenei – Al Jazeera Chorus Hold back the fire, let the truth come clean, Smoke on the skyline, hope in between. Open the windows, let the people decide, Cease the thunder, spare the tide. We are the voices in the siren’s din, Keep the light, keep the air, let mercy win. Verse 2 — The Price of a Shut Strait The market caught a fever, then broke like a wave, When the strait turned to silence and the tankers lost their way. A kingdom’s oil man warned of breaking everything we know, Gas from the gulf went missing after drones dealt their blows. The suits in distant capitals reached for hidden keys, To flood the world with barrels if the storm would not ease. Screens went red in Asia, a rumor ran aground, A boast of Navy passage, then the White House walked it down. Sources: Oil prices dive as Trump says Iran war will end 'very soon' – CNN Business Oil retreats even after Energy Secretary wrongly claims Navy escorted tanker through Strait of Hormuz – CNBC Iran war threatens prolonged impact on energy markets as oil prices rise – Al Jazeera World shares tumble as Iran war pushes oil prices – NPR What Does the Iran War Mean for Global Energy Markets? – CSIS The Iran Conflict Is Sending Oil Prices Soaring – CSIS Chorus Hold back the fire, let the truth come clean, Smoke on the skyline, hope in between. Open the windows, let the people decide, Cease the thunder, spare the tide. We are the voices in the siren’s din, Keep the light, keep the air, let mercy win. Verse 3 — Black Rain in Tehran There’s black rain on balconies, soot on every shoe, Eyes sting in the morning, the throat forgets what it knew. The hospitals stand waiting, the city told to stay, The health keepers are warning of poison in the day. They say the broken tanks can taint the bread and well, That children and the elders wear the danger like a spell. At the hall of nations, a charge was set in ink, That war had spilled its filth past any lawful brink. Sources: Live updates: US says it destroyed Iranian naval ships – CNN Headlines for March 10, 2026 – Democracy Now International News Briefs for Tuesday, March 10, 2026 – Havana Times Chorus Hold back the fire, let the truth come clean, Smoke on the skyline, hope in between. Open the windows, let the people decide, Cease the thunder, spare the tide. We are the voices in the siren’s din, Keep the light, keep the air, let mercy win. Verse 4 — Concrete and Waiting Rooms In chain-link corridors the winter never ends, Too many cots and grievances, too few tender hands. They carried out a Haitian man, septic breath grown tight, While measles found the cracks between the neon lights. A death that may be murder, the papers hedge and fight, The watchdogs say the oversight fell out of sight. Mothers count the heartbeats that no guard can steal, And lawmakers send letters asking why the wounds won’t heal. Sources: Deaths in ICE custody already surpass last year's total – NPR Immigration detention on track for deadliest fiscal year since 2004 – OPB Factbox-Eleven people died in US immigration custody this year, ICE says – US News (Reuters) 11 immigrants died in US ICE detention between January and March 2026 – Business Standard Immigration detention on track for deadliest fiscal year since 2004 – KPBS Chorus Hold back the fire, let the truth come clean, Smoke on the skyline, hope in between. Open the windows, let the people decide, Cease the thunder, spare the tide. We are the voices in the siren’s din, Keep the light, keep the air, let mercy win. Verse 5 — A Table in Istanbul By the water where the continents shake hands and trade their names, A table waits for strangers to unspool old claims. Kyiv says it’s ready for a short and breathing pause, If Moscow mirrors mercy and steps back from claws. Washington sends lifelines, the maps are drawn in sand, While Russia wants Donetsk ground before it stays its hand. Two presidents share a phone line split by other wars, At the General Assembly, the world begs: end the roar. Sources: The next round of negotiations between Ukraine, Russia and the US is scheduled for March 11 in Istanbul – Pravda EN Ukraine Ceasefire Deal — What Does it Mean? – CEPA General Assembly Marks 'Grim' Fourth Anniversary of War in Ukraine – UN Press Can the Disparate Threads of Ukraine Peace Talks Be Woven Together? – Carnegie Endowment Chorus Hold back the fire, let the truth come clean, Smoke on the skyline, hope in between. Open the windows, let the people decide, Cease the thunder, spare the tide. We are the voices in the siren’s din, Keep the light, keep the air, let mercy win. Verse 6 — The Hearing We Haven’t Heard On a hill of marble whispers, the doors were closed again, So senators lit beacons and demanded daylight in. They wrote their war-time letters, said bring the troops back home, If you won’t ask the people’s house, you shouldn’t make them roam. The justifications wobble, the secretaries spin, A chorus threatens floor time till the witnesses walk in. The leader of the other side calls this an age-defining fight— But truth knocks like a hammer on a sleepless night. Sources: Senate Democrats ramp up pressure campaign for public hearings on war with Iran – NPR Senate Democrats ramp up pressure campaign for public hearings on war with Iran – GBH Senate Democrats threaten to 'seize the floor' until WH agrees to public Iran hearings – MS NOW Final Chorus — Raise It Higher Hold back the fire, let the truth come clean, Smoke on the skyline, hope in between. Open the windows, let the people decide, Cease the thunder, turn the tide. Raise every question, call every name, Count every cost in the cold, bright flame. If power answers only power, we’ll answer back with song— Open the straits of mercy now, before the night grows long.

Between Storms and Straits Verse 1 – Tehran’s shadow throne In the smoke of a first night’s fire, a father fell from the sky, And a son stepped from the corridors where whispers learn to fly. No ballot ever held him, but the uniforms know his name, Sanctions on his shoulders, hard lines in the frame. Some powers say hands off, some say he won’t last long, Threats ride the airwaves while the faithful beat the drum. If the elders felt the pressure, the choice still sealed the gate, And the door to easy talking closed beneath the weight. Sources: NBC News – Mojtaba Khamenei named Iran's new supreme leader Al Jazeera – Iran names Mojtaba Khamenei as new supreme leader CBS News – Iran names new supreme leader, Mojtaba Khamenei NPR – Iran names Mojtaba Khamenei as its new supreme leader Al Jazeera – World reacts to appointment of Mojtaba Khamenei KPBS – What to know about Mojtaba Khamenei, Iran's new supreme leader Chorus Hold on, hold on, through the sirens and the rain, From the strait to the storm line, through hunger and the flame. Hold on, hold on, while the markets shake and moan— A thousand scattered headlines, one fragile home. Verse 2 – Strait of held breath Out on the narrow water, metal birds and rockets hum, Tankers idle like prayin’ hands, afraid of what may come. Black gold climbs a ladder not seen in years of calm, Gas pumps whisper bad news, the wind has lost its balm. Ministers count stockpiles, fingers on the release, A promise to steady oceans, to bargain with the beast. A leader talks of taking seas, prices dip, then sway, Asia wakes to red screens, Wall Street finds a way. Sources: CNBC – Oil prices decline after nearly hitting $120 as Trump considers taking over Strait of Hormuz Al Jazeera – Oil soars past $100 a barrel, stocks plunge as US-Israel war on Iran rages Axios – Oil tops $100 a barrel as Iran war escalates CNN Business – Oil prices soar past $100 a barrel as war escalates in Iran PBS NewsHour – Oil prices soar to levels not seen in years as war in Iran intensifies Washington Post – Oil prices seesaw as Trump sends mixed messages on what's next in Iran Verse 3 – Sirens over the heartland The map grew teeth and spun them from the plains to northern lakes, Roofs scattered like sparrows, old oaks bent till they break. An early-season monster wrote history in the dust, A child among the missing, a town turned into rust. Governors raised the beacons, shelters filled with prayer, Power lines like fallen roads, grief thickening the air. In kitchens lit by candles, neighbors count the cost, Naming what the wind took, and what it hasn’t lost. Sources: NBC News – 12-year-old boy among 6 dead as tornadoes rip across Michigan and Oklahoma CBS News – At least 6 dead after tornadoes rip through Michigan and storms hit central U.S. CNN – Severe storms that spawned destructive tornadoes leave 8 dead across the Central US NPR – Authorities searching debris after suspected tornadoes kill 6 in Michigan, Oklahoma The Watchers – 8 dead in Michigan and Oklahoma as over 25 tornadoes hit central United States Verse 4 – Oslo before dawn In the blue hour by the embassy, a small flash bit the door, No blood on the cobblestones, but fear upon the floor. An ember made by human hands, a motive still unnamed, Dogs and drones comb quiet streets where no one yet is blamed. The minister calls it what it is—unwelcome, cold, and wrong, Agents add their midnight shift, but keep the threat song calm. Another note in a war-torn chord that travels far and wide, A tremor in a distant town where many truths collide. Sources: NPR – A new Nepali party, led by an ex-rapper, is set for a landslide win in parliamentary election Al Jazeera – Rapper-turned-politician Balen Shah's RSP heads for poll landslide in Nepal Boston Herald – A new Nepali party led by an ex-rapper is set for a landslide win Bloomberg – Nepal's Pro-Gen Z Party Leader Set to Become PM in Landslide Win Washington Times – A new Nepali party led by an ex-rapper is set for a landslide win Chorus Hold on, hold on, through the sirens and the rain, From the strait to the storm line, through hunger and the flame. Hold on, hold on, while the markets shake and moan— A thousand scattered headlines, one fragile home. Verse 5 – Kathmandu rising From rooftop raps to rallies, a new drum finds the beat, A party born of streetlight vows sweeps the old from their seats. Call it a ballot revolt, a promise dressed in plain, To build and heal and educate, to bleach the darkest stain. An ex-rapper turns the mic toward clinics, roads, and schools, The biggest wave in memory remakes the field of rules. A veteran watches history rewrite his storied place, As Gen Z paints a future with a thousand steady grays. Sources: CNN – Norway police don't rule out terror in US Embassy blast NBC News – Police search for perpetrators after explosion damages US Embassy in Oslo NPR – Police investigate an explosion outside the U.S. Embassy in Oslo CBS News – Police investigate after explosion outside U.S. Embassy in Norway Al Jazeera – Blast at US Embassy in Oslo may have terror motive Bloomberg – Explosion Outside US Embassy in Oslo Causes Minor Damage Verse 6 – Frost in the factory town The tally came up colder—jobs slipped through open hands, Revisions cut a deeper groove across the weary land. Nurses on the picket line, hard hats on the shelf, Warehouses go quiet, the ledger counsels stealth. Folks out of work for longer, clocks heavy as a stone, The bank keeps rates at harbor while prices rise alone. When fuel feeds the furnace of a slow and stubborn grind, They whisper that old word again, the one that steals your time. Sources: CNBC – U.S. payrolls unexpectedly fell by 92,000 in February CNN Business – The US economy lost 92,000 jobs in February NPR – The U.S. unexpectedly loses 92,000 jobs NBC News – The U.S. economy lost 92,000 jobs in February CBS News – U.S. labor market lost 92,000 jobs in February Al Jazeera – US job market stalls, unemployment rate rises before Fed decision Bridge – Threading the needles From Tehran’s blackened skyline to Michigan’s broken pines, From Oslo’s pale reflection to a strait of waiting lines, From markets breathing shallow to Kathmandu’s bright paint— The world is out of rhythm, but the chorus won’t grow faint. Final Chorus – Exciting ending Hold on, hold on, raise your voices through the gale, Let the young drums answer back when the old drums fail. Hold on, hold on, let the streetlights be our saints— Between the storms and straits, we’re the brush that redraws the paint. Hold on, hold on, louder than the fear and loss— If the tide won’t carry us, we’ll be our own crossing, we’ll be our own cross. Hold on, hold on—hear the future pound its feet— From embassies to ballot boxes, we make the headlines meet.

Black Clouds, Bright Voices Verse 1 In the marble hall where whispers turn to law, A son steps in where a father’s shadow falls. They say the guard closed ranks, the pledges came in fast, Hard lines drawn darker, warning shots from the past. Name on the lips of rivals who vow he won’t last long, But the drums of power answer with a thunder-strong song. Sources: Mojtaba Khamenei named Iran's new supreme leader Iran names Khamenei's son as new supreme leader Iran names new supreme leader Iran names Mojtaba Khamenei as its new supreme leader Chorus Hold your breath, the world is turning, Under smoke and satellite light. Steel wings strike, old bridges burning, Still we’re searching for the right. From oil-black skies to mountain voices, Between the sirens and the dawn, We’re stitched by consequence and choices— Keep the fragile lantern on. Verse 2 Jets cut into Tehran’s beating oil heart, Fuel yards bloom in fire, the night pulled apart. Black rain on the windshield, drivers don’t come home, Ration cards and rooftops taste the acrid foam. Far away, allies worry the blaze will feed the flame, And the market’s rising fever puts a price on every name. Sources: Live updates: Iran names Mojtaba Khamenei as new supreme leader Trump's demands for ending Iran war shift Iran war is latest threat to global economy Chorus Hold your breath, the world is turning, Under smoke and satellite light. Steel wings strike, old bridges burning, Still we’re searching for the right. From oil-black skies to mountain voices, Between the sirens and the dawn, We’re stitched by consequence and choices— Keep the fragile lantern on. Verse 3 Another folded flag, another mother’s stare, The front line crawls forward like a prayer said in despair. A diplomat says never; a president says now, Unyielding in their language like a furrowed, iron brow. Maps open on the table, new circles drawn in red, Every promise in the crosshairs, every silence filled with dread. Sources: Iran oil facilities hit for first time Israel's strikes on Iran fuel depots sparks US backfire concerns Tehran Shrouded in Toxic Smoke After Israel Strikes Fuel Depots Black clouds over Tehran rain down oil drops Verse 4 In the quiet northern hours by a frost-clear street, An embassy door shudders, but no hearts miss a beat. A small and burning question at the consular gate, Police weigh every theory in the gravity of state. “Unacceptable,” they call it; partners answer the call, Thank yous cross the ocean while they dust the scorched wall. Sources: Police search for perpetrators after explosion at U.S. Embassy in Oslo Norway police don't rule out terror in US Embassy blast Blast at US Embassy in Oslo may have terror motive Police investigate explosion outside U.S. Embassy in Oslo Verse 5 The strait grows still, a narrow throat gone dry, Tankers wait like gulls who’ve lost the wind in the sky. Policies and premiums vanish into smoke, Ports dim their engines; distant ledgers choke. Farms feel the pinch where green begins to grow, From Asia’s crowded harbors to Europe’s winter glow. Sources: Iran war is latest threat to global economy Israel strikes Tehran fuel storage terminals Gulf shipping crisis threatens food price shock Verse 6 But up in Kathmandu, a beat cuts clean and new, A rapper with a ballot turns a chorus into truth. Old lions step aside as fresh hands grip the wheel, Health and books and clean hands—simple, stubborn steel. The youth who filled the avenues now fill the rolling rolls, And far-off sons and daughters sing their votes back home. Sources: A new Nepali party led by an ex-rapper is set for a landslide win Rapper-turned-politician Balen Shah's RSP heads for poll landslide A new Nepali party led by an ex-rapper wins parliamentary election Nepal election results Breakdown Black clouds over cities, White flags never found, Blue lights on the windows, Boots on broken ground. But somewhere drums are learning A kinder, steady time— The future hums in minor keys, Then reaches for the climb. Final Chorus Hold your breath, the world is turning, Under smoke and satellite light. Steel wings fade, new bridges yearning, We keep searching for the right. From oil-black skies to mountain voices, Hear the verses carry on: When power breaks, the people’s choices Light the fragile lantern on— Light it bright, and carry on.

Chokepoints and Backroads Verse 1 (Strait of Hormuz) Out where the narrow waters pinch the map to a thread, Warning lights on the shoreline, keep your anchors where you’re spread. The Guard says the gate is theirs, no passage through the blue, Tankers wait with engines idling, wondering what to do. Crude climbs like a fever, the air tastes like a spark, The Navy says it might ride shotgun, but can’t promise when or where to start. And far away in Doha, gas plants hush their roar, After fire in the skies, a cold wind chills the world’s front door. Sources: Shutdown of Hormuz Strait raises fears of soaring oil prices Passage denied: Oil and gas prices swing wildly as Hormuz crisis drags on Global Oil Prices Surge as Conflict Erupts in the Strait of Hormuz What Is the Strait of Hormuz and What Impact Could It Have on Trade Chorus Hold on, the world is turning through the smoke and static sound, Sea-lanes stall, screens go black, markets shake the ground. Hold on, we are more than wires, more than flags unfurled, Carry one another home through a breaking world. Verse 2 (Evacuations) Airports glow at midnight, faces lit by broken sleep, A rush of homebound heartbeats moving over desert deep. First quiet charters rose midweek on carefully drawn lines, More seats promised, more names called, through re-routed skies. Some find space on crowded flights from towers trimmed in gold, Others wait with crumpled tickets, stories trembling, told. Airways bend around the storm, a tangle in the air, A chorus made of boarding calls and whispered traveler prayers. Sources: 5 things to know for March 5: Travel disruptions, War powers Chorus Hold on, the world is turning through the smoke and static sound, Sea-lanes stall, screens go black, markets shake the ground. Hold on, we are more than wires, more than flags unfurled, Carry one another home through a breaking world. Verse 3 (War powers vote) Marble halls and late-night talk, a measure made to bind, Fell short by a single crossing, one voice changed its mind. The House will take its turn in time, the drums refuse to slow, The war chief vows “without mercy,” says the strikes will flow. Names go up on silent walls, a drone sings over brine, A port far from the headlines bears the weight of another line. And somewhere in the chamber’s hush, a gavel taps the air, The distance between orders and the boots that take them there. Sources: Headlines for March 05, 2026 How each senator voted on an effort to rein in Trump's Iran war powers The Hill - covering Congress, Politics Chorus Hold on, the world is turning through the smoke and static sound, Sea-lanes stall, screens go black, markets shake the ground. Hold on, we are more than wires, more than flags unfurled, Carry one another home through a breaking world. Verse 4 (Cuba blackout) Havana candles flicker, western nights go long, A boiler splits, a fire blooms, the grid forgets its song. Engines starved of diesel sleep, turbines cough and fade, When oil runs thin and cables fail, the dark makes every shade. They say it may be days and days before the hum returns, Old lines sag with borrowed time, and rationed fuel still burns. Airfields warn of empty tanks where jet wings used to fly, Pressure from a distant shore dries rain out of the sky. Sources: Millions left without power after major blackout hits Cuba's western region Cuba Sees Massive Blackout as Grid Collapses Power outages across Cuba as Trump's US sanctions increase pressure Crews in Cuba rush to repair a damaged power plant Chorus Hold on, the world is turning through the smoke and static sound, Sea-lanes stall, screens go black, markets shake the ground. Hold on, we are more than wires, more than flags unfurled, Carry one another home through a breaking world. Verse 5 (Cloud strikes) The cloud was never weightless; it lives in bricks and steel, In halls that hum in Bahrain dawn, in Gulf-state glass and wheels. Drones cut low and sudden, code goes dark on silent racks, A company that rents the sky feels fire at its back. They say it’s for the allies served, the circuits shared in kind, Screens refresh to warning lights, whole regions left behind. The dashboard turns to amber, admins pace the floor, When servers sleep like fallen trees, who holds the open door? Sources: War powers vote fails in the Senate, allowing Trump to continue Iran strikes Chorus Hold on, the world is turning through the smoke and static sound, Sea-lanes stall, screens go black, markets shake the ground. Hold on, we are more than wires, more than flags unfurled, Carry one another home through a breaking world. Verse 6 (Markets and oil) Tickers bleed in daylight, blue chips lose their glow, The tech crowd holds its breath while the oil fires grow. Jet fuel makes the runways hot, the carriers wear the bruise, Downgraded wings fold quietly, learning harder news. The Oracle of the heartland buys a little of himself, A signal in the chaos from a deep and steady shelf. But every bell that ends the day still echoes like a plea: Storms that start in narrow straits roll through you and me. Sources: Stock market news for March 5, 2026 Dow Plunges 780 Points as Oil Surge and Iran Conflict Ignite Inflation Fears Stock Market Today: Recap of updates for March 5, 2026 Final Chorus and Ending Hold on, the world is turning through the smoke and static sound, Sea-lanes stall, screens go black, markets shake the ground. Hold on, we are more than wires, more than flags unfurled, Carry one another home through a breaking world. So light the lamps and start the engines, raise the mast and mend the wire, Guide the tankers past the headlands, lift the grounded clouds up higher. Call the names, unlock the gateways, feed the grids until they sing— From chokepoints to backroads, we will make the night take wing.