Hold up the world.
Keep it from falling at your feet.
Hold up the world,
While your oppressors have a front row seat.
Hold up the world Atlas.
Heavier and heavier it grows.
Hold up the world,
And dodge the stones they throw.
Hold up the world,
But don't you dare cry.
Hold up the world,
With your head held high.
Hold up the world,
Until you can't anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Collected Whispers
Poetry"The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity." -Walt Whitman Poetry is an under-appreciated and often forgotten art. This is a collection of poems I have written myself.
