ATLAS - VIRTUAL POETRY

ATLAS

Such is life
when we have strife
when we have pain
and no gain
to understand it

I feel for those with tied hands
with choked thoughts
through helplessness
what would it take to break
the barriers of resistance?
What does it take to make
a weapon for resisistance.

Do we bypass those who weep
Do we not feel them in our sleep
Do we not sense them in our day
is this why I cant walk away

Did atlas feel as I do
but on my back are hearts
heavy heaving hearts
holding a shoulder
to stop from sliding off

What can I do to help
to fix, to mend, to smooth
how can I stop the flow
of tears that people loose
what can I do to dry that river
when I stand and shiver
in the cold waiting for sun to heal

Do I turn to bible passages
to seek the words of wisdom there
then blend them into sentences
that might heal up all the hurts
or do I stand aside
and watch those hearts all slide
and fall
into a broken heap so tall
that even I am avalanched.

Is too little help too small
is small help bigger then none
is one heart enough for all
maybe god would know
the sum

I cant do the maths
I deal with 'aftermaths'
they are not the same
but they add up in a way
that I cant name
but I can feel
the shame if I turn my back on pain.

but whatever I do
I wont turn my back on you

EMPATHY