Star Wars Poetry #2

Worlds away By Matt Schellenberg

 As I look on I can’t help think of you father, of the man you would have become had you survived .

 Would you be proud Of me?

 Am I reflection Of you? Or something worse Living under two brilliant suns….

 Goodnight. …… ……. …… 

 Lights! Pain!

 What is this place!? 

 My son….

You are out there beyond the stars.

 I will find you.

 One way or the other you will join my side.