Impossibility is Impossible

Impossibility is Impossible a boy once learned In the flat field, all was white,, all was endless Finding melancholy, his great strength Plunged him into a deep blue There he found hope, there he found a fountain Spilling forth creativity. What is this creativity, you ask? It is that anyone can find anything That gives an advantage to the Human race A realization that Elliot can be understood Light in August can be written, relativity discovered The limits can be ignored Perhaps I do not make myself clear Let go ideas that crush initiative Let Mars be stood upon Go and love the enemy, destroy the tyrant Give water to the parched lips, feed the empty Be fantastic, be glorious 1855: Can man fly? 1965: This is not noticed 1776: We will not make it 1850: Larger issues at present, thank you sir So it is with all of our dreams and goals Impossibility is Impossible