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The Icarus Flight

They came from the sky like a hunter’s arrow,
Our dead brothers, they never saw it coming,
How shall we explain to their children tomorrow,
This tale of a falling bird killing Earth-bound men.

Gracelessly, they fell from the troubled skies,
When the wax on their wings melted mid-flight,
In our mind we can almost hear terrified cries,
Silent screams echoing into the pitch black night.

We smell burning flesh when we close our eyes,
We know not their names but we hear their cries,
Our dreams are haunted by their nameless faces,
Their story forever tattooed on our heavy hearts.

Which god or man keeps them up in flight?
Which god or man failed us on that night?
For this senseless loss can’t be blame on chance,
So tell us which sun god knocked Icarus from the sky.

We’ve defied our limits; we’ve dared the gods,
We’ve achieved the impossible, shown it can be done,
Our wings have touched the skies, against all odds,
But sometimes like Icarus, we fly too close to the sun.

*****June 5, 2012*****
- On June 2, 2012 a cargo plane crashed and landed on a bus in Ghana. Everyone in the bus died, the crew of the plane survived.

- Icarus in Greek mythology flew too close to the sun melting the wax that held his wings together causing him to crash

This poem is dedicated to the people in the bus

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