8. Skywarp
A Decepticon I may be,
Still I have to admit-
Never before have I realized,
The terror of death
That hides deep within
The shadows that surround us...
Through all of the battles,
Through all the humiliation,
Through all the anger and pain-
A towering shadow remains...
Ever growing closer to both
Of the Air Commanders;
Somehow twisting them
From true loyalty,
Then defending them with
A sword of silver fire-
Yet it's brilliant, painful light
Does not reach his hidden face;
Hidden by shadows that
Are darker than the darkest night...
In vain, I sought to save them,
Those that were twisted in the dark-
Only to have that spiked blade
Rip through my chest
To send my spark
To the Shadows of Death...
-Skywarp
Jetfire's poem: "My Moonracer"