A Protest’s Echo

Title: A Protest’s Echo

Laughter and cheer filled the grand hall,
A gala of opulence, lavishly designed.
Like a rich kid’s bar mitzvah, they stood tall,
Unaware of the discord soon to unwind.

Glistening chandeliers adorned the ceiling,
As the air hummed with optimistic tones.
But beneath the veneer of luxury and feeling,
A storm of dissent, quietly grown.

Suddenly, the protest’s seed took root,
An eruption of voices, passionate and loud.
Shattering the complacency, a resolute pursuit,
Of justice for those who wore an unjust shroud.

Gala turned battleground, emotions ablaze,
As words clashed against the powerful’s might.
In the struggle for justice, hope slowly sways,
In the face of darkness, an unwavering light.

And as the night descended, the battle subsided,
Leaving echoes of change in the gala’s wake.
Where once stood division, compassion backslided,
Hopes nurtured for a future more awake.