Aligning with fascists and traditionalists Rhetroric, filled with hateful wordplay and Bio-essentialist bloody misogyny Oh-so just concerned bigots, rallying naive supporters Vicious attacks tempered through empty gestures of allyship Amidst their pathologizing, infantilizing, thinly-veiled hate tirades Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Green, white, purple Rot in HELLL They put reproductive rights up to debate Their alliances with fundamentalists long betray Their motivation as hate, their mission assimilation Into the patriarchal cistem they despise only in name Their lies and deception strengthening its foundation But despite their threats, and attacks We will keep resistin' Their attempts at discreditation, Campaigns of death-wishes and misinformation Libelous and vilifying studies and news articles Rhetoric facilitating subjugation, instigating Everyday violence, institutional rollback Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Green, white, purple Rot in HELL It's stochastic terrorism built from disinformation Grade-school level biology, elitism white supremacy Steady opposition along racist, patriarchal lines To autonomous decision Manipulating the conversation Just like they've learned from their best friends The Alt-Right, fascist trolls and antifeminist Incel edgelords The greenhouse to their arguments And bio-essentalist esoteric conjectures Green, white, purple Rot in HELLL Spinning tales of their persecution In their interviews on national news Spitting patronizing, otherizing, disjointed echoed talking points So desperate to be bigoted, up to any grammatical gymnastics To insist On sexist dichotomies, deeply anchoring Invalidation of our existence In the fucking debate on, objectification of Our lives, bodies and pain Self-determination, actuality, And actualization Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Alerta Alerta AntiTERFista Green, white, purple Rot in HELL

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Nights of joyful Dance and laughter Drinking games and conversation Hopes and dreams, and Fears and despair Comfort and strength In struggles we share For so long in the knowledge That this will not last For the powers that be Have sworn to Tear us apart After you Break through our gates And throw us in cages We'll get back up Fighting your hegemonization Those men in their towers Of political power Worship of market forces And scams and lies And scams and lies andscamsandlies Those agents of the machines Their truthless screens And magazines They drum up the narratives To justify the violent besiege After you Break through our gates And throw us in cages We'll get back up Building your replacement We'll get back up Planning your Expiration

Falling raindrops on the tarp Above the fire that keeps us warm As on the treetops, in the houses Each others bodies do To utopia and dread Alike, we look ahead Tread on those dilluting laws While falling trees and the noise of chainsaws Are coming closer everyday As it's nature on which they prey Simply living into the day We never know what we'll do tomorrow Only that we'll have stories to tell Of fighting, and caring To the wind rustling through the tarp Above the fire, that keeps us warm And we heat our cacao on And that dries out clothes While we're singing till we're sick Of the few songs that we know Living and dreaming of Liberty, wildness and siblinghood Living together, fighting the isolation Of commercial ineterests and hierarchical expectations Fighting together, for each and every tree For a live in consideration of every living thing They tore down all of the tarp Above the fire that keeps us warm Now we sleep every night Only till the first sunlight Accompanied by chainsaws and screams marching police, through our home Where there used to be tree are now standing machines Of murder, destruction, Violence and eviction Some of metal, some of flesh All of them, I wanna see smashed TO PIECES