Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters that are portrayed in this poem.
Deep beneath the sun-kissed sand,
generations live to take their stand.
The guardians of secrets old
await the day that they'll be told.
A childlike boy begs for a life
far away from family's strife.
To soar the winds and feel the sun
once ancient promises come undone.
A fateful day changes it all;
the young boy pains and takes the fall.
Carvings deep within his skin
torment him; he cannot win.
Evil claims his weary mind,
leaving joyous thoughts behind.
Though the dark says it's too late;
his sister tries to change his fate.
Help comes from the ancient might;
just in time to win the fight.
Light consumes his battered soul
and returns once he is whole.
This was written in Marik Ishtar's honor, about the trials he had to endure as a child, due to his family's history.
If you're interested in reading a similar poem, check out A Thief's Tale, which is about the Bakura trio: .net/s/6291813/1/A_Thiefs_Tale