Whispered thoughts echo
Throughout the warm and crowded room.
The thoughts mingling amongst one another
The whispers turn to laughter,
Some high, some low
All creating melodies and harmonies
From the memories.
Throughout the warm and thoughtful room.
The room becomes louder,
Bouncing off the walls.
Melodious voices ringing
Here and there and up and down
A never ending sound
Throughout the warm and joyous room.
The laughter turns to screaming,
The thoughts yelling their beliefs.
The harmonic and melodic tunes
Have turned dissonant,
Screeching their ideas over one another
Throughout the warm and chaotic room.
The thoughts are silenced
By a pounding BANG outside the room;
Bringing in a new light,
A silver cylinder,
And a new ringing bell
That rings in sadness.
The bell stops its sad song,
Leaving only a crying hum that echoes,
Throughout the room.