Icarus Falling
O Icarus, young Icarus flying so high,
As an eagle, in the sunny blue sky, rising.
Waxing strongly in his vigorous youth, so bold;
Fearless, he failed to hear his fine father’s sure truth.
Alas too late he learned his fate, clearly seen
As he plunged into the oblivious sea.
His aged father wept at his cruel, melting fall
Nearby, strangers never saw Icarus’ demise.
So much for feathery constructions wrought with wax
Young Icarus, was lax, dearly paying his tab.
Gurgling in dark white shark infested depths he drowned
No marble slab would ever grace his stubborn head.
Date:10/19/2019
Title: Icarus Falling
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
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