Disclaimer : I don't own 'em I'm just having a bit of fun.
Note: I've often wondered what Lucas felt after the whole Hyperion, and signing up in the military thing. So I guess I thought it might be something like this. Oh, and remember I love feedbackgrin
Who are you?
By Gryffyn
You approach each other cautiously, carefully.
"Who are you?" Is asked. "What do you stand for?"
You regard each other with calm curiosity,
It's as if you are trying to peer into the other's soul.
"What are your dreams? What does your future hold?"
Each movement is noted, each nuance of body language.
Th tension rises in the air.
For no answers are coming.
"How easy it must be for you. Do you know how lucky you are?
Try being in my shoes, if only for a moment."
A wall of silence builds between you.
You reach towards the other, your fingertips touch,
And you notice the chill, the void.
It's almost as if they're not really there.
"Who are you?" the question falls on deaf ears.
You turn and walk away from each other,
Having more questions, but no answers.
Glancing back at each other, you truly begin to wonder,
Is the grass really greener over there?
However, there's no way to know for sure.
For that is not a window that gives a clear picture.
It is a window to another time, another life.
Though most people call it a mirror.
And you wonder, which side you're on.