a righteous flight~ thoughts of Icarus: a redux
To righteously soar upon wings meant to sear
Gaining speed now - - fly
..... Fly ....... FLY!
Up... towards the heavens so clear
A heart filled with rage and brandishing ire strengthening my sinew of fear,
I climb higher
tips of my razor'd wings slice—
as they power through such morose.
Liquid of brawn,
so brazen it flows,
through steely veins, it bubbles and burns
and it's all that I know.
O' glorious pain—
My chosen passenger in flight
Scorching the skies with my vengeful delight
So brightly lit,
the path lies ahead, the truth in it's course
as streaks of waxy forged fire light up the way;
I summon every last ounce of my own brutal force--
I fly direct,
that fucking sun I will slay