The Eight Jedi (Annotated by Chief Archivist Jedi Master Ashram Dreyus)

Forbears

"Behold! What works by men are wrought
Who forth from loins of ours begot
Have sullied all our living names
And brought on heads a foulest fame.

These men who claim to be our heirs
Against their neighbors war now dare.
By dint of fear their morals lost
For fear what wrath of bandits cost."

And lo the crowd of men now shook
Who felt themselves now well forsook
Of any otherworldly help
That men for sure had thought had dwelt

As aid to all the way and kind
Who men did think their paths did bind
And work to aid in pleasing way
Yet now they all as ones betrayed

Did fear the wrath of those they thought
Had aided men their blood begot.
Then forth from crowd the hunter came
The one who tried to Jedi maim.

With trap in woods for fear their path
Would sure deflect the bandits wrath
On top the heads of those now used
Who stand before the ghost accused.

"These men against the bandits go
To every ones who lives here's woe.
No peace they'll find when thieves attack
And try these village walls to sack.

But further wide they'll drive these men
To places far where paths do end
In homes where people work and live
And live their live as fate does bid.

For sure no good from warring deed
Will help these men with thing they need."

But lo the king of ghost now spoke
With voice that every peace now broke

"And war you make to stop their course
Will bring an end to threat of force?
If bandits find already wrack
The village men had sought to sack

Then surely thieves will further go
To places other folk abode.
And weaker still you'll find yourselves
Attacking place your neighbors dwell."