Resplendent Hope?

She stared at the faces

Filled with mirth, laughter, and hope.

The streets filled with people wrapped in the warmth of a splendid ecstasy;

Dreaming of a bold and ebullient future;

Bursting with patriotic spirit and resonating with joy;

United for the first time and shunning the cynical voices in their hearts.

Was this the time for blooming change?

A utopian era?

The shattering of the false promises of the past leaders and dictators?

One could only hope, she thought

As she watched people during the early hours of the morning

Running around with a brilliant fervour;

Dancing under the merciless heat of the vibrant sun.

Its yellow rage seemed to be diminishing,

Giving way to a more sunny opulence and a charismatic aroma.

Some said it was preposterous and irrational to be reverberating with such ecstatic joy.

But at least it brought the diversity together 

And combined it into an effervescent entity.

She didn’t know what would come next.

But for now it was enough to relish the voting fever

And hope for change.

Hope for the shining light of benevolence to shine on her country.

Hope was her greatest weapon

Against the misery wracking her motherland.

For now, she wanted to bask in it.

Let the exuberance sink in.