Midnight Disruption

Title: Midnight Disruption

In the deep abyss of night’s embrace,
A storm of anger takes its place.
Through darkness veiled, their voices rise,
Protesters gather, fueled by despise.

In peaceful slumber, unaware,
A congressman rests, devoid of care.
But the silence breaks, shattered and torn,
As echoes of discontent are borne.

Car horns blare, their tune unkind,
Disturbing the peace, a sound designed
To pierce through walls, awaken dread,
A message unspoken, but loudly spread.

Screams of fury fill the air,
Their anger unleashed, beyond repair.
But within these cries, a plea exists,
Seeking justice that persistently persists.

Though darkness falls, their hope remains,
A flickering flame, undying grains.
In the deep abyss of night’s embrace,
A longing for peace, we must retrace.