Daring Icarus Poem by John Sensele

Imprudence, impertinence and sapience
Never were bedfellows in previous lives
Reckoned by auditors and number crunchers as a sequence
Teeming with ingredients more efficient than chives.

If like Icarus you fly your waxed wings
Near a furnace brace yourself for a spectacular free fall
In a fluid medium with neither parachute rings
Nor cuddly momma's arms to bail you out next to your red ball.

To defy laws of gravity wear an astronaut's
Suit, blast off from Texas to the International Space Station
Float in space and with no tether and utter retorts
So loony they get on nerves of sages without adulation.

Sweat and bet your last dime but don't wait
For hands of time to swing in reverse
But such an eventuality scrammed from Kuwait
When Saddam Hussein and his cronies did Kuwaitis far worse.