Character Poems: The Dark Signers
7. Rex Goodwin
He, like his brother, chose his time and place to die
except he'd never had to die. It wasn't fate;
he wasn't born with a mark on his arm
or a destiny carved into bone
But he was caught in his web anyway
because all those people around him
had been involved, and he couldn't abandon
them at all.
So he played the path. The observer fate passed over
until he had his chance to be
truly one in there: the fate he'd been caught up in
and yet still denied
And he'd do what the rest could not
and maybe he could only do that
because he'd been a moth in a spider's web
and not a fly.