Atlas Poem by Jim Milks

There stands mighty Atlas
Supporting the weight of the world upon his back
There stands Mighty Atlas hour by hour, day by day
An eternity to stand
The weight of the world bearing down upon his back
Bending that mighty back and crushing his shoulders
This is not what he had planned
That day of the attack
Still he stands
Breaking under the strain
Here he stands
this is his domain
When I consider my burdens and pain
And Mighty Atlas and how he maintains
All of my problems
Seem so mundane