11.04.2014

Icarus

it is addressed thusly:
An ode.
it reads:
Democracy in an age of Icarus
A soaring bright skyward child
Full of everyone's animus
And negative sum profiled
Beware - shake him but lightly
And feathers fall, though brightly
He went blazing sunward-styled
But he will always fall, unsightly.

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