Disclaimer: I own nothing that is remotely connected to the Star Wars universe. It belongs to George Lucus.
A/N: So, I'm back again with another 'This Galaxy of Ours' poem. I don't think this one is as good, but it's alright. Enjoy, and don't forget to review!
Long remembered,
But easy to forget,
The blades of heroes burn,
In this galaxy of ours.
See the sulfur around,
Don't forget the yellow blade,
The sword of the giant,
Who saved the darkness before his fall.
Never extinguished,
But into the oblivion they vanish –
The blades of the heroes,
The ones who shone through the dark,
In this galaxy of ours.
Never forget the violet blade,
The light of the hero,
The one whose journey ended far too soon.
The blades of heroes will always burn,
For all that they cannot be seen.
Do not let them forget,
For the light and dark fight forever on,
In this galaxy of ours.
The blade of sky,
The Sith's sacrifice in vain,
Let us not forget her name.
And so the blades blaze,
With so many unnamed.
Heroes forgotten, between night and day,
Always will they be there,
Hidden, but still aflame.
All are not forgotten,
In this galaxy of ours.
A/N: So, to clarify: 'the darkness' is my metaphor for Jacen/Caedus, 'the giant' is Ganner, 'the hero' is Anakin, and 'the sacrifice' is Mara. If you want to know anything else, mention it in the review!