Poem: Sleep Well my Son and Dry your Tears

By: Eliah Medina

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Sleep well my son and dry your tears,
I know you are hurting, it will be over soon.
We will soar again with the gods for countless years.

We flew from the labyrinth of death and fears
Flying across the Aegean Sea at noon
Sleep well my son and dry your tears.

My warning about the Sun never reached your ears
As you fell, I wished for a moon.
We will soar again with the gods for countless years.

The glue failed where the solution was gears
“Father, help me!” you cried in a heartbreaking tune
Sleep well my son and dry your tears.

I prayed to the gods, hoping for your joyful jeers
Far on the Aegean shore, I heard a mournful croon
We will soar again with the gods for countless years.

Your body broken, my mouth whispering prayers
Your wings shattered and strewn
Sleep well my son and dry your tears,
We will soar again with the gods for countless years.

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