Alone,
He stands with the weight of the world
On his shoulders.

Knowing that with one slip
the world will topple down upon himself
and that there would be only one person to blame
himself.

But those thoughts don't cross his mind
He handles the world
gently in his grasp

And all the furs
in all the FurNation
gasp at the marvelous creature
that holds their world in their hand

And whisper his name
On high

Atlas