Validated by the firm muscles on Atlas’s back
he holds me at
an acute angle, it is quite paradoxical
I am a prison and a blessing, life possessing
I’m innate to life, like man to wife
I have the shores of Gitche Gumee
the seas of Hiawatha would be devoid without me
Atlas’s suffering I do uphold
he can hardly contain me; it's a struggle- call me prodigal
expansive and wide not infinitesimal
* * *
My well-being sickened
poverty driven, pollution stricken
desolate and despair
my fields no longer bare
factory production- like the Oncler
making thneeds neglecting
environmental needs
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Embark and preserve
give the respect I so deserve
I am the commencement
I am the coda
prevent me
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