Icarus Descent

Wings of wax and feathers, the wings of Daedalus, The wings of escape for Icarus, and the rules he'd cuss. Too close to the sea, Icarus foolishly flapped, And all too soon, his wings would be snapped. Too close to the sun, Icarus foolishly flew, And so his wings would melt, Daedalus knew. So began the screaming and desperation, Flapping too much, racing to another nation. Wings gone, clinging, now just dead weight, "I should have listened," Icarus realized, a moment too late. And so began Icarus' descent, For upon foolishness, Thanatos did not relent. And so Daedalus was left flying alone, To a land Icarus should've known.