Tale of the Dark Lord

I went to see Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith with my bestfriend, Jan on the 21 May 2005 at Berjaya Times Square. It was quite brilliant even though most of the actors were rigid in their acting. But I would say that best performance should go to Hayden Christensen who played Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader. His eyes and facial expressions said a lot! The movie inspired me to write a poem about Anakin Skywalker. This would be the 3rd poem I've ever written in my entire life.

Tale of the Dark Lord

On a far away planet of desert and sand
Lived a boy with the inventor’s hand
A powerful force surrounded him
Bound for greatness his future seems

On a race of machines his fate was sealed
While a Jedi Master watched his deed
Soon he was told of the warrior he would be
The Chosen One to save the whole of galaxy

A loving mother he left behind
Whose beautiful face was stamped in his mind
A courage boy determined to outshine
Fulfilling a destiny beyond mankind

His torments began with the death of his mother
Unable to protect her as he is beyond the border
A pledge he made to defeat the dark force
And never again he would face another loss

Under the great Masters’ watchful eyes
The warrior grew up and became a Knight
Love from a princess in his heart lies
Gave him strength in every battle he fights

A secret marriage on the planet Naboo
But known to him that it was all taboo
Righteous and wisdom he started to doubt
Ego and pride were all he cared about

So hurry he wanted to climb the ladder
So hungry he was to become the great leader
But under the guide of a Master and brother
He learned to understand and became wiser

Young as he was, his blood was ready to boil
The battles brought him a thousand and one turmoil
With a vision of his beloved wife died of childbirth
His heart and soul began to feel the hurt

He had once lost his loving mother
Now how could he live without his wife and lover?
The great solution he must find
To prevent a death of a soul so kind

Under great duress he was forced to believe
That only the dark side could give him the relief
His heart and mind torn to fractions
His love became the source for manipulation

His soul was soon lost to the dark side
The temptation to save his love he couldn’t fight
In his mind he believed he would have the power to cheat death
But in his heart he knew this is something beyond regret

Anger, shame, power and lust
Love was no longer meant to last
Even his wife he couldn’t trust
And kill his brother he now must

He lost his fight and his beloved wife
The volcanic fire altered his life
Under the black mask was the revenge lair
His doom began with the birth of his heirs

DM-26/05/05