The Impeachment Echoes

Title: The Impeachment Echoes

A storm of contention brews, unbeknownst,
As Johnson says, “I believe” the tide will turn,
A symphony of politics, the nation’s utmost,
Where unity trembles, as the past year spurns.

Echoes of division resonate, deep and raw,
Troubled whispers hint at impeachment’s rise,
The will of the GOP like a whispering straw,
Votes align to paint a somber-hued guise.

Hope, despair, power, conviction, choices vast,
In this tumultuous courtroom of democracy,
The nation watches as the echoes amass,
The looming verdict shapes our very esprit.

Conviction, evidence, legality stand tall,
As the formalization crosses the chamber floor,
The six best keywords reveal the political brawl,
A fragile democracy tests its core once more.

Steadfast beliefs, like feathers in the breeze,
Whispered certainty, channels of conviction,
Through earnest eyes, the truth seeks to appease,
Their votes a path to the nation’s eviction.

Impeachment’s echoes shall mark this chapter,
As history inscribes its tale of resolute,
Through turmoil, unity, division, men must adapt,
For the course of democracy to remain absolute.