Hi readers! So, originally this was going to be a oneshot poem, but then charliebrown1234 suggested doing more poems about Obi-Wan and Anakin under this title, and the muse practically shrieked with happiness at the wonderful ideas she suggested in a PM! So, thank you Charlie!
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Tears for the Fallen
Within our hearts dwells a sadness,
So great and painful,
I can barley breath.
All because Qui-Gon,
My Master, my Father,
Was impaled through the stomach by a Sith.
Anakin knew him
For less then a week,
But he misses Qui-Gon as much as I.
Perhaps because Master gave him
A second chance at life.
I know how he thinks of me,
As an unfeeling, stoic Jedi,
But it's not true.
My heart is screaming for Master
Though my brain knows he's not there.
I have to keep my mask on,
My mask of the perfect Jedi,
Because now I'm the Master
To a Padawan who expected to be taught
By another.
He hates me,
I know it.
All because I'm not Qui-Gon,
As he constantly reminds me.
But he doesn't see my tears,
My heart torn to shreds,
My breathing lungs that can't get enough air,
And the lingering pain I feel
When ever I make the mistake
To feel along the severed bond.
Why did Master feel the need
To ask me to train
A young boy who didn't grow up in the Temple
With his dying breath?
All I ever wanted was him to love me as a son,
As I loved him like a father,
But even on his deathbed
He wouldn't even say he was proud of me.
All he could think of was the boy.
But even after all this,
I still love Qui-Gon
And I'm starting to love Anakin
As an annoying younger brother
Or an obnoxious son.
I miss Master so much.
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Again, much thanks to charliebrown1234 for suggesting a poem about Obi-Wan and Anakin after Qui-Gon dies! You can find the link to their profile on my Favorite Authors list! There are some amazing Obi-Wan stories in their favorites, and they wrote a really good one!