Avoid distress; forlorn hope,
threadbare of loneliness, even
Icarus’ boldness, jubilation, and
carelessness bedeviled his own ego.
Take heed in all dangers, for they
lurk with bows nocked and arrows
arced, life seldom grants reprieves,
there's no escaping Daedalus’ Labyrinth,
the circles of death go round and round,
there's only one way out, and the stubborn
Man squanders his life thinking his days are
many, yet, his mind torpor with dementia, and
Death is the master, again and again, time hides
in the shadows away from the light, slowly creeping
and catching up on your sundown, there within
your vacant body no breath shall render evermore.
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