( I wrote this poem as a result of not being able to sleep. I picked up 'traitor' and was reading through it, and remembered how much I liked the way the author wrote it. It's almost poetic in a sense, his words were often almost lyrical. Anyways, I loved Ganner Rhysode's last stand snuffle it's probably one of the only deaths I though was worthy of who they killed off in the NJO. In any case, enough rambling on my part and lets get to the poem! - oh yeah, and I don't own any star wars characters unfortunately!)
'None Shall Pass'
Directly in their path
His blade raised high
Strong and unyielding he stands
A pillar of strength
Illuminated by the force
Flowing through his every muscle
As they approach he firmly says
'None shall pass'
They keep coming
One after the next
Thousands of warriors
Ever ready to send him to his fate
And yet he holds fast
'None shall pass'
Time fades into eternity
Any moment could be his last
But this right here
This was who he was
Standing in the corridor of his destiny
Everything leading up to this
Never faltering, never wavering
'None shall pass'
The end or the beginning
It makes no difference to him
He is both here and nowhere
The energy passing through him
It has become him
Fully aware and yet distant
He knows only his purpose
'None shall pass'
As his burning light fades away
He does not fail
As his breath escapes his lips
Forever burning in his lungs
A single thought takes him away
Becoming one with the force
He burns the words like fire into his memory
'None shall pass'
…and none did pass.