Atlas shrugged causing
us to roll down his back
making us land in one
great puddle of sweat
after passing through
one giant crack
Loved this brilliant write. Top score and MyFavouritePoems
Wonderful poem. Liked it very much you raised very important issue here.
With prayers that we all do not fall into the crack. Top marks + to my favourite
I agree with Richard. The only way Atlas can continue holding the earth on his shoulders is through prayers to God.
A brilliant poem Mark. The GPS of life! A remarkable title and descrition to in succinct words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What an ingenious poem about global warming, hole in the ozone layer, heat waves, flooding and earthquakes. Sounds like the prophecies in The Bible. The only way that Atlas can keep holding up the earth on his shoulders is if our prayers reach God!
Thank you so much Richard, I indeed had global warming in mind. I also thought of Ayn Rand, and of someone who might offer that author a certain salute. Combing these three elements, I came up with this poem. Thanks again, my friend.