Rest, Then, In Peace

No man can be cherished and
heralded as a fallen archangel,
for though goodness may
describe his heart and his soul
he is but a man in whom was
vested all the faults, no less,
of fallible mortals. Those
capable of surpassing 
expectations are held to
deserved great acclaim but they
falter in resolve and display
the very unfortunate traits
that vexatiously hinder most
from achieving that sublime
state of altruistic justice. Those
we worship and acclaim as
outstanding exemplars of the 
finest nature humankind may
aspire to are feted for their
humble exploits befitting champions
but they die with a conscience 
aware of their all-too human failings
as their compromises between
supra and human collide and
they succumb, tarnishing self.