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.