What does it mean to us to be brothers,

When we're all one in the same,

Genetically modified to be soldiers,

As we all share the same face.

Even when we've never met,

Our experiences are in the same,

Our hope and purpose we also share,

Not one is out of place.

Though we are made to die,

We weep in bitter remorse,

For each brother that leaves,

To take his place in the Force.

We know we have no rights,

Our individualism taken away,

But looking beyond that we each see,

That each brother should have a say.

As we think with part of one mind,

We know each one true,

In the midst of difficult fights,

We can be with each other too.

Fighting battle droids in waves,

We love our brothers all our days,

We know our day might come next,

So we care for each other in every way.