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!