JULIAN BASHIR by THE SUBATOIS | Songs From The Celestial Temple | Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

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In labs of light, he bore the healing flame,
Yet born anew by parents' whispered crime.
"Presume too much," they said—exposed his name,
A secret cursed to echo out of time.

With shattered minds, he tried to change their fate,
Statistical, the odds they said were void.
But even broken men can alter fate,
Though shaped by war, not all must be destroyed.

He watched a plague where hope had turned to dust,
And held a dying world in trembling hands.
A healer's oath, betrayed by time and trust—
Still fought 'gainst death in scorched, unyielding lands.

A spy they made him—ghost in Starfleet's eye,
In blackest files, the truth was hard and grim.
Yet still he dreams in tux beneath the sky,
Where Bashir plays, and death can never win.

So let the stars be dark, the future gray—
The heart he hides still shines beneath the play.