Cold hearted ogre
enters realm
of transcendental truth
and the depths of sorrow
are highlighted
in lucid sunlight
the thoughts of paupers
are heard
the sinners dare to
speak a word
hopeless in flight
the winged angel
orbits the planet
aimlessly
seeking the truth
the once proud
race of humanity
groveling like rats
in a cage
but I swear
we are not yet
beyond repair