A child born from a virgin birth
Travelling the stars is what he sought
A waif, a stray, a no body
No more than a slave to be bought
A Padawan Jedi he became
But conflicted was his soul
Fear and anger grew within
Power and domination his goal
Lead by a master of dark forces
His greed got worse and worse
And fear for the death of a loved one
The final stamp on a prophesied curse
Years they pass, split between worlds
His twins now start their adventure
Children born from good and evil
Fighting a familiar oppressor
From glorious victory to bitter defeat
The twins go their separate ways
Different battles, their fight continued
Losing friends in brutal affrays
Banding together, a rescue ensues
Regrouping for one last run
And with a deadly threat looming
Its short lived as the war is won
30 years pass in the blink of an eye
The twins now separated awhile
She the mother of a force bearer
He chose the path of exile
But it’s family that speeds his return
A Nephew hell bent on power
As was his Grandfather before him
Win or lose when comes the hour
A conclusion with questions unanswered
Whose victory will seize the day?
There’s still the matter of the Order
And who is the woman called Rey
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