By Dawn Isbell Wilson
This protest song born was of rage and urgency. I wrote it in response to the hypocrisy of those who claim to “protect women and girls” while stripping away our rights, ignoring our voices, and weaponizing fear against trans people, immigrants, and anyone who doesn’t fit their narrow mold.
I’ve heard too many white, cis men suddenly concerned about women’s sports; men who never cared until it became a tool for exclusion. Meanwhile, women are dying because their reproductive rights have been erased. The only protection we need is from those who claim to speak for us while silencing us.
This song is a reckoning. A reminder of what happens when we don’t speak out. I remembered the words of Martin Niemöller:
"First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew. Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me."
So I wrote a version for America, 2025.
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