Atlas
Atlas very well is true,
You just can't see hime while blue.
Shouldering your troubles,
Digging through the rubbles,
See him stumble;
Start to crumble.
Atlas is no God nor Titan,
Just an everyday human
Known not by name,
Head hanging shame,
Staying in shadows,
Fighting the battles,
Taking to a knee.
Why can't you all see?
He's just a mere man
With burdens of ban
In such a short span,
There's no way he can.
This Atlas is no more
Till our next is rebor'
Society spirals away,
But saved this society may,
Learn to love, learn to respect,
Before this life is wrecked.
This poem is about:
Our world