I am Atlas

A poem

I am Atlas and
I saw the sky fall upon us.
I did not flinch.
The world around me screamed and ran
while i took my stance.
If no one would do it,
I should.
The weight was much
but I did not back out.
The years pass
and my strength has grown
yet the weight is still the same and more.
My body is strong 
but my spirit is weak,
and the world is still unchanged,
they have forgotten about me 
and the sky above them.
During these days 
I have grown weak 
in spirit and mind,
grown wary of humankind 
and started to hate them for their selfishness.


In a gust of fresh air I feel the weight get lighter,
in the distance a figure stands,
her hands held up holding the sky.
Walking towards me I see her face
full of joy and fulfillment. 
This brings joy to me 
as she stands beside me,
suddenly figures appear all around us.
east to west,
north to south.
few but enough people have risen
to the call of the sky.
I am not Atlas,
WE ARE ATLAS

Author's Note

I am not really a poet, I just find it relaxing sometimes to write some poetry and make it pretty I guess.

Reviews

[Abysmal Savant]

this was pretty sikk, i like atlas' view of the world he carries- and how at the end two become one- reminds me of basic life and the weight we carry till we find our soulmate then stick in the battle together