![]() The Flight of IcarusA Poem by Crifa
Hurry fast we don't have time!
We will pay for our crime, Our hour glass is running out, Hurry uncle the enemy's about. You know they're coming, You know we won't last, So hurry my uncle, Build these wings fast. Hush my boy the time is not right, I've finished the wings, We wait til' the night. At sundown we fly to escape our doom, It's the only way, To escape danger's womb. Darkness has fallen take to the air, Fly low but the ground beware. When sunrise comes stay low to the sky, Or your wings will melt and soon you will die. Feel the wind in your hair, The freedom of your limbs, Today we become outlawed, It was our choice to sink or swim. Flight makes you feel powerful, Immortal to all, But be careful young one, You don't want to fall. I am all powerful, Uncle you must see, I will kill the Gods, A hero I'll be. I am above them, Stronger the Ares, Feared more than Zeus, Wilder than Artemis, It's time to let loose. Up I will go, Toward their hot sun, Before out of reach, But that time is now done. I can reach I know I can, I'll show the God's the power of man. Feathers are falling, What's going on, The sun's getting smaller, My power is gone. Uncle help me! I'll listen next time! I didn't mean this, My hubris to climb. But uncle couldn't Save poor Icarus that day, He fell to his death, on the ground he lay, He defied the Gods by rising above, That power's reserved for Olympus' love. © 2012 CrifaReviews
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