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Mal
A new found birth that turns to grow
And becomes a man, prone to decline
Who reaches for something bright
Only to stumble for the hundredth time
From tragic strings he pulls along
Immune to his bitter becoming
Learning of the world outside
Reaching for all the luster
Youth turns to pale shades of gray
And he recalls when the colors began to fade
Imagining something better
The younger side of his rotten luck
Those around would envy him
That way he'd persevere
But he would not resign to their pity
He wouldn't become something to look down on
Mal had no function and sought it for decades
His hands would always wind up empty
But the thought of surrender never came up
He knew better than to lower his head in shame
Mal knew of destiny
And its mysterious ways
It could influence the world in endless design
By issuing no more than a whisper
He trusted its push and pull
But did not choose to rely on it
He would only try to muddle onward
Because it was all he knew how to do
Into the ages, Mal fell to the times
And found himself on white sheets in a sterile room
People came to wish him well
But he took little notice
He asked to be lead back home
To continue trying for more
But Mal could hardly stand alone
He could hardly breathe without aid
And in short work, Mal came and went
Laying silently in his eggshell tomb
The people who would visit cried to themselves
Praying in their many different ways
Mal passed on to wherever he chose
Without a last word to anyone
And fellows mourned and grieved a loss
That had been felt by so many more than Mal could have known
Despite his aches, he never slowed
Never gave in to any inclination of doubt
He journeyed through the monotonous grime
That clouded every step of his way
And lovers, friends and family watched
As he fought for a lifetime to feel something true
They felt his strength and sought it out
Hoping that they could be like Mal
Now he sleeps, his well deserved rest
His final thoughts of his own failure
But all around embraced him so
Finding the pillar that they needed within him
And even though no one says it aloud
Even though Mal may not know it himself
He lived his destiny throughout the years
And disappeared into everyone's fondest memories.
