Dear Icarus
Dear Icarus, you poor, poor soul,
Forever a cautionary tale
That reaching for the blue, bright sky
Is doomed to always fail.
Were you truly at fault?
All you wanted was to fly.
Those with hopes and dreams like yours
Do not deserve to die.
O you with famous fall for pride,
Have you yet a redeemer?
The world just wasn't ready for you.
Love, a fellow dreamer
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