Vanishing Voices

Title: Vanishing Voices

In a realm where democracy resides,
In a state adorned with woods and lakesides,
A city in Wisconsin sought to embrace,
Innovation to ensure every vote takes place.

A van, a symbol of civic empowerment,
Roaming the streets, a voting haven meant,
To reach those on the move, away from home,
A mobile booth for ballots to be cast, not left alone.

Yet, a judge’s gavel struck with a decree,
Proclaiming the van’s actions unlawful, you see,
For the law, it seemed, was not on its side,
Leaving the dream of mobile voting to subside.

Oh, the van that carried hopes and dreams,
A beacon for those whose voices gleam,
Now confined to mere memories, whispers of the past,
As legal bindings unravel its triumphant contrast.

But fear not, for the spirit of democracy prevails,
In the hearts of those who fight with unwavering sails,
For a van may be deemed illegal ‘neath the law’s gaze,
But voices united can still set the world ablaze.

So let us not be deterred by the van’s fate,
For change begins at the polling booth gate,
In Wisconsin’s city, let our voices resound,
Through mobile dreams or on solid ground.