Rebirth
by Kaira Rohana
10057

A sliver streak
Within a mind
That single thought
It could be bought

Slow ever so slow
Just as you watch it grow
like a tortoise in a race
Will they fine grace.

Peace and quiet
Gone with riots
Dark are the shadows
Yet swift are the arrows

Hate, angry, grief
Brings forth a thief
That pricks like a prose
as the crimson blood flows

Conflict breaks out
Jedi loss all clout
Leave they must
In hope to bring new trust

Remedy in unlikely place
As the house goes though space
Reborn from ash
They return with a splash

Stronger is there resolve
As they show they have evolved
With fresh faces
Comes bright new bases

A steady line
Shows there redesign
Where shall it lead
Our lives shall see

Updated for spelling sorry guys

The House was a long shot,
oh yes, I concur,
the joke that was serious
shall be named Odan-Urr

Ji was their leader,
who settled them best,
They lived with harakoans,
Who didn’t let them rest.

The natives and the invaders,
They waged a civil war,
The Jedi made peace,
and utilised their great lore.

But soon, invasion struck.
The Jedi were betrayed
when the Sith came
and the planet was flayed.

The jedi fled, despite their power
Diplomacy died, and Thuron took over.
Resistance lived, and hope bloomed,
and Thuron was buried, like some gopher.

The Jedi lived, the Jedi helped,
but something more sinister was hidden,
a surprise attack, a bio-weapon,
The wave of a crusade was ridden.

The Jedi, once again united,
fought on two fronts, divided
The Sith and the Dark jedi, both
Rewards for their efforts, provided.

Under their noses, a bug had crept,
for Thuron was King and the Jedi had tripped.
He destroyed and plundered all he saw,
His vicious regime truly was an eye-sore

But the Jedi weren’t defeated,
Haven was their haven, undoubted.
An armada of ships they did conjure,
With them, Thuron would soon be routed.

Thuron’s prisons they did break,
their armies were trampled and put in the ground
Thuron was finished and the Jedi had won,
Ooroo went to a bar and got a round.

The future is unsteady and cloudy
But many plans have been made
A Clan, now, too, so don’t get rowdy
Activity’s needed; don’t let it fade

There once was a house called Odan-Urr
Whose inclusion caused quite a stir
They stuck to the plan
And became a great clan
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