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Nearly two decades passed
Since the Empire did rise
And though the time has gone fast
It’s been training for the spies.
Of plans the Rebellion has heard
Into action they are spurred
To stop the Death Star as it turns.
They send daughter of the man
Who was working on the weapon
They one with the hidden plan
They’re going to get it and step in.
Going through the outlier outlaw
On the city of Jedha, the rebel Saw
Will watch as his city burns.
They build from scraps a team
To go and retrieve the key.
For one the escape is the dream
They never thought he would see.
Yes, it’s me, I’m the pilot
In the Rebellion he shall seek
A way to be brave, not weak
Yet back to danger he returns.
Then from Jedha the blind monk
With his faith unwavering true
Who follows, his stick a plunk
Against the path only he knew
As his trust in the Force is his guide
With his protector by his side
As he walks in a steady line.
Rough assassin of the holy
Who never had the same belief
If he believed it was not wholly
He’ll follow to get his brief
From there to Scarif’s shore
Follow his monk for one more
Always there, never a word or whine.
Then the reprogrammed droid
Obeying the orders of his friend.
He is not an emotionless void
He’ll follow through to the end.
At the door he’ll be their guard
Goodbye has never been that hard
Struggles due remain just fine.
He could be deemed heartless
For how he followed commands.
He did it all, cleaned the mess
Killing others by his hand.
Yet broken he was as a boy
The Rebellion stole all his joy
And his family was his heart.
She was weapon to fight back
She was the tie to her dad
She could get the plans for the attack
To do whatever she could to add
To the Rebellion’s needed win,
To do it she would fit right in
And finally play the part.
After the battle, across the field
The bodies burning now.
On their position they did not yield
Now seeds of hope they sow.
Up above them the princess waits
For the info to come through the gates.
It’s hope for a brand new start.