The Wish Of My Vulnerable Soul
The Wish Of My Vulnerable Soul
This world of maneuvering traitors
And disguised haters
Having broken walls of trust
With torn apart strands of just
Jeopardizes my soul
But still, I plant
The dead trees of hope
Questioning my heart
Are we humans really Humans?
Alas,
I wish
This vulnerable soul of mine
Could ever
Break
The barriers of atrocity,
Wish it could end
The never-ending pomposity
And eventually overpower,
This darkness
With its overwhelming light!