Less than a day-

That's all it takes.

Quickness is the Jedi way-

Run fast before the demon wakes.

A child, pure-

An uncorrupted soul.

Destined now to live a life of lore-

Doomed, the words of one; blessed- the whole?

"The way is that of the Force-"

Empty words to a mother in tears.

She watches them leave, filled with unjustified remorse-

Unjustified, for but several years.

A Temple of peace-

Consumed by darkness, for crimes unnamed.

The sobs, the pain that will never cease-

Why do the demons of regret refuse to be tamed?

Words of comfort on deaf ears-

Empty condolences for her only son.

The words long ago pushed away her fears-

She knows now that she never won.

"Why did I fail...?"