Somethings are Inescapable

Isn’t it weird that birds can fly 

Defining all laws of gravity

They make it look so

Effortless 

I wanted wings too

So I made my own 

Out of wax 

I wanted to fly too

 I spent months working on my creation

Finally 

I jumped

With only the confidence of my work

Hope

And the desire to escape 

I flew past the trees 

And greeted the river 

I felt so free

I wanted more of this feeling

I wanted to fly higher 

The higher I got the more feather would fall

 I knew I should have stopped 

But the alluring beauty of the sun kept pulling me in 

Like a moth drawn to a flame 

Not knowing it was a bug zapper

But it was so Beautiful 

Maybe 

Just maybe 

If I touched the sun my problems would go away 

Suddenly 

I fell

I guess some things are uneducable 

Even when you are arms length from the sun

-“Don’t get too close to the sun your wings might melt.“

            -“I guess we will have to find out,’”he said.