Daedalus was my sire, the sun was my dream
In Minos’ grasp I watched the beams
Of heaven rain to the dust of Earth
Where I lay bound by blood and birth,
But in my eyes desire gleamed.

Could I one day, above mortals rise?
Could I one day sail forbidden skies?
I feigned to be a man of gold,
Heard praise from my admirers unfold
And I exulted in their lies.

Till I believed I was a God;
Over loved ones now I trod
With quickened step, eyes on the sun
I rose over seas and made my run
As mortals below watched in awe.

Was this a God with wings of flame?
Or a fallen angel, cursed be his name?
For I plummeted! My wings so grand
I realised, were made of sand!
But I didn’t drown. I died of shame.

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Daedalus was my sire, the sun was my dream
In Minos’ grasp I watched the beams
Of heaven rain to the dust of Earth
Where I belonged by blood and birth,
But in my eyes arrogance gleamed.