The fascists are here

People lying down in the street
Because
people dying down in the street
Home of the brave twisted by fears
Police state nation driven to tears
Population trampled under foot
Divided by classes, sexes and races
Tragedy after tragedy, the news is put
On pages of papers, pictures of faces
Shocking protests disturb tranquil sleeping
Holds nothing to broken families weeping
Who has the power to make the changes
Politicians, companies controlling all ranges
We have yet to see our darkest night
When all our deepest fears come to light