Atlas Shrugged Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Atlas Shrugged
I do think
I am not
Of this world
I cannot
Damn conform
To screwy restrictions
I try try try
And die die die
What the hell
Why not die?
'cause I now live
Wanna so live
Yet, death's not far
The title of the poem similar to Iyan Rand's novel based on her Theory of Objectivism is nice and so is the poem.
Thank you so much, Father Lagos. Gonzo truly struggled to make an impact. And he succeeded! To be compared to a modern day F. Scott Fitzgerald...that's SUCCESS!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/14/2024 7:36:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is brilliant, Richard. In a sense, Rand did observe that not being 'of this world' was key to survival. In a sense, it is conformity that triggers death, if a metaphorical demise. Being an individual can turn survival into success, or so might Rand suggest. This goes right to myfavourtites.