Icarus’ flight was nice while it lasted
Crete was just another prison to flee
And wings were a novel way to go.
Remember that we live once, but,
Until Heaven comes down to us
Spread your wings and fly!
Icarus was here for a spell
Told the tales he came to tell
And now it is time that, into history, he fell
So to those who may know how a rat will smell
Where ignorance, lies and despair threaten to quell
Bless PNG with your words, save us from a voiceless hell.
Icarus says fare well.