Manually added by Master Dacien Victae

In the style of Housman's "When I Was One-and-Twenty," catalectic iambic tetrameter on the odd lines and iambic trimeter on the even ones.

Rakatan arms did forge the stone,
A weapon built of woe.
Desired it will ever be,
For they have made it so.
A humble rock it seems to be,
And never you suspect
That as you seek a golden ship
You only find a wreck.

The Sith and then their rivals came,
Both seeking fabled prize.
All those who entered temple depths
Could not believe their eyes.
Desired One had called them there,
A place where life should thrive.
Ironic was their fate indeed,
As not a one survived.