Star Wars Clone Trooper, the Final lesson

Looking out across the abandoned silent grassy plain. He stands alone in  silence, remembering the slain.
Ever since Kamino he had never questioned why, why was he born to fight and why was he born to die.
He was part of a band of one, one man one race, Every single one of them a Clone with the same face.
As each day drove on his friends have bled, disappeared and died, while looking  for the answer and a blaster at their side.
The galaxy was full of others each one a different race, why didn't they heed the call or even take his place.
He never fought for the Republic or the jedi or some faith. He fought for all his brothers under cannon fire strafe.
He never dreamed of being different or starting his own life, They all depended on each other to help get threw the strife.
The answer came to him upon the silent grassy plain where the lives of all his brothers upon that ground were lain. 
Its because his kind had nothing to lose but everything to gain. 
They were cloned for just one thing but would gain oh so much more. Before their time was over before they'd end the war.
They would discover friendship, courage, loyalty and Strength. These lessons would go thru the ranks gaining all the more in length.
They were one in a million and yet a million of just one. Of a man named Jango not quick enough with a gun. Yes they were all the same but different inside behind those suits of white and their helmets did they hide.
They hid their dreams and fears, their faith and all their pride. And unleashed it all upon Battle droids, sparks Flying as they fried.
All this time they fought not another race a but a machine, a thing that could not comprehend just what these Clones had seen.
That's the final lesson they did learn before they die. Machines can never truly feel but It takes  real men to cry.

Written by Twisted Dreams Cosplay