Title: Seeker Author: Ewok Poet Genre: Poem Characters: Maul Timeframe: 2 BBY Rating: G Length: One-shot Summary: An elegy, sort of. A/N: I wanted to challenge myself and write a poem about the character I disliked - Maul. Since he died in Rebels, that was a good opportunity. And writing it, I realised many things about him and how carp it was all right from the start for him and how he could not have turned out differently - which is true for most Force-sensitive Star Wars villains. I am NOT pardoning him by any means, just wanted to approach things from a different POV. Seeker Seeeker, A desperate seeker, Never found what you wanted, Never found the way to look For it Without Destroying lives. Failure, A desperate failure, Never understood the word loved, Never found the way to open Up to it Without Manipulating your way. Save the day, You will never save the day, Unless you fade away. A tragic play, Your life is nothing but an Agony of a tragic play. Killer, A cold-blooded killer, Learned to be ruled and then, Learned it felt better to rule On own terms, For more, Blood on your hands. Blinded, Yes you were blinded, No feet - no ground, whatsoever, No feet - no spirits, now or ever, Walk in cold Air of hate, No pressure on shins. Save the day, You will never save the day, Unless you fade away. A tragic play, Your life is nothing but an Agony of a tragic play. Time for you to leave this plane.