Born as a man who was told to hold the world upon his shoulders
Son of a God, God taken down by son
Now forced to hold the world upon his shoulders.....
Muscle straining..
Back aching..
Isolated under everyone, but he's no Hades..
Chained and bound upon a the massive globe..
Now forced to hold the world upon his shoulder..
Free from the sky holding job only for a while
Because of a child
But for his kid like mind
Now he is forced to hold the world upon his shoulders....
By Malachi Johnson Jr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem