Peggy Seeger's take on the subject says it for me.
Jim Carroll

SONG OF CHOICE

(Freely)
Early every year the seeds are growing—
Unseen, unheard, they lie beneath the ground.
Would you know until their leaves are showing
That with weeds all your garden will abound?

(Chorus verse I only):
If you close your eyes, stop your ears,
Hold your tongue, how can you know?
For seeds you cannot see may not be there,
Seeds you cannot hear may never grow.

(In rhythm)
In January, you've still got the choice,
You can cut the weeds before they start to bud.
If you leave them to grow high, they'll silence your voice
And in December you may pay with your blood.

(Chorus)
So close your eyes, stop your ears,
Close your mouth, take it slow!
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear,
And later you can say you didn't know.

Every day another vulture takes flight,
There's another danger born every morning.
In the darkness of your blindness, the beast will learn to bite,
How can you fight if you can't recognise a warning?

(chorus)

Today you may earn a living wage.
Tomorrow you may be on the dole.
Though there's millions going hungry you needn't disengage,
For it's them not you that's fallen in the hole,

(chorus)

Today the soldiers took away one.
Tomorrow they may take away two.
One April they took away Greece,
But surely they will never take you.

(chorus)

It's all right for you if you run with the pack,
It's all right if you agree with all they do;
If Fascism is slowly crawling back,
It's not here yet, so what's it got to do with you?

(chorus)

The weeds are all around us and they're growing.
It will soon be too late for the knife.
If you leave them on the wind that around the world is blowing
You may pay for your silence with your life.

(Final chorus)
So close your eyes, stop your ears,
Close your mouth and never dare!
And if it happens here, they'll never come for you
Because they'll know you really didn't care.