Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, Anakin, Obi-Wan, Palpatine, Padme, Qui-Gon, or anyone else implied in this poem. That would be George.
A/n: This is written in very similar format as "For Her", though this one is from Obi-Wan's perspective. Was listening to the Revenge of the Sith soundtrack and as my heart was shattering all over again as I imagine the way Obi-Wan felt through the last half of the movie, I was moved to write a second poem and so this came out. Enjoy. And if you're at all like me, try not to cry.
I can't believe my eyes
I can't believe my feelings
I can't believe my heart is breaking.
My brother, my brother.
He was the chosen one
I believed it
And there he stands with the Sith Lord.
My brother, my brother.
My heart surely cannot take this burden
To kill my brother
It can't be done.
I step off the ramp
Trying hard to be indifferent and cold
Just like him.
My brother, my brother.
The battle rages on
The only thing more sharp then the hot rage coming from him
Is the icy pain ripping through me.
A final attack in a moment of blind offense
Anakin is down and screaming
My heart is no more.
My brother! My brother!
The words he screams in hate only make me hurt more
It is not possible to hurt that much and be alive
I don't know whether that applies to me or him.
I loved him like a brother
Qui-Gon loved him as a son
Padme loves him as the father of her child.
Anakin had been burned away
Only Vader remains.
My brother… my brother.
A/n: Ok, "Battle of the Heroes" on the soundtrack (quickly wipes eyes). Not good (oh my I cry so easily!). Lol. Anyways, let me know what you thought. :)