Atlas shivered as he held aloft the frame he thought once held the weight of Earth.Not blown away by some drive from Northernwinds, but wasted by the flow of waterColder than the ice at its poles: FluidThat flows from inside her. Being in doubtOf lasting long,Earth spoke of their spiritBroken by heart-ache at how men … More “Inside me is an ocean like those tears / The just lock inside them when greed overtakes / The best of them, whilst worse men grow and thrive.”. The earth, which some call Erde, speaks to her abusers.