Regrets Of War

At Center One, we once lived - thrived,
but Nova paradise deprived -
In wormhole tossed, midst starts adrift
but we survived, new chance our gift.

We settled, built, got stronger still.
Found the others, would them kill
for planets, wealth and pow'r alike -
dreamt of giving final strike.

The final war was too the first -
the tables turned, when mind's bright burst
us with sneaky tech provide -
Their world we did from space divide.

But sneaky tech harmed us as well -
our interstellar ships found hell -
Space flux nightmare - whose sad return
made allies threaten us to burn.

We tried to undo damage done -
Solution hard, our people gone.
The remorse killed our Empire Grand.
Orion holds our final stand.

K.E. Brenne, a.k.a. "kebzero", January 2002