Brothers All
Blasters shot
Bolts stream
Men scream
Blasters aimed
Blots hit
Men fall
Again.
Again.
And Again.
Brothers forever lost
In the sea of droids
Mindlessly
Blasters shot
Mindlessly
Bolts streamed
Mindlessly
Men screamed
Battle,
After battle
After battle
Good men fall,
Great men die
Brothers left behind
For who-
Who cared
For those,
With no parents?
For who-
Who cared
For those,
With no place to call home?
They do.
They,
They care.
Time after time.
They all care.
They are family
Clones all
They stand
They fight
They lead
They follow
They shape
Yet no one cares
Why?
Why does no one care,
About the shots
Never heard
The shots never made,
The shots never seen?
Because.
It is not a war.
No,
Just an endless cycle
With no meaning
With no devotion
With no care
From those
Who the cycle is for.
So who are the ones,
That should be pitied?
The ones who act,
Or the ones who hide?
The ones who learn
Or the ones who ignore?
The ones who support,
Or the ones who simply
Do not care?
You should pity the ones
With no brothers,
And with a home,
For they are the ones
The ones who will fall
While we still stand,
Shoulder to shoulder
Arm to arm
To fight another day.