the common misconception
is the wax melted
causing the fall
another angel
to plummet down
ever down
into the soil
of an unmarked grave
lost
to the annals of time

it was the cold
that made the wax
brittle
that wilted the feathers
it was poor design
based on apprehension
forged in fear
laid out in a rush
that destined
the demise
of hope

he flew too high
frigid winds
buffeting
not the proximity
to the sun
it was a case
of under prepared
not
over protected
that made icarus
a lesson unlearned