The Anthem of the Disenchanted

Engulfed in the smouldering dusk of a fractured nation, A voice claws through the cracks of static screens, And suppressed speakers, A distorted hymn for the disenchanted, A battle cry for the misled. The people in power berate us with Propaganda and paranoia pumped into our living rooms, From the television with a cacophony of curated fear, A scaremongering symphony creating a state of compliance. “Don’t wanna be an American idiot, Don’t want a nation under the new media, And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mind America.” The words spit like sparks from a severed wire, A requiem for the deferred, And truth seekers are emancipated with the enlightenment of electrifying lyrics. As voices are drowned in the deafening cheers, Green Day plays on, dropping truth bombs, Broadcasting rebellion, Sparking conversations, Immortalized as an international calling card from the woke. The deceitful lies within the American flag dissolve, Like a politician’s fading promise, Its stars drip, evaporating the hopes of tomorrow, Its stripes in disarray, Yet from the decay came awareness. Bringing hope for generations With a chorus that rallies us on repeat, A political opera that refuses to die in vain.