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...?"
