Saga [Coruscant]

A Poem about Coruscant ... and Tales of its Underworld ...

Coruscant…
Notron…
The Queen of the Core…
The Imperial Center…
The City of Spires …
The Republic City...Imperial and New …
Even the Yuuzhan’Tar…
All these Names … be the Same …
For it be the Heart and Soul … of the Galactic Core …
Capital from the Republic … to the Empire … to the New Republic…to the Yuuzhan Vong … and even the Galactic Alliance now and then …to the Dark Days of the One Sith … towards the Triumviate …
One whom holds Coruscant … holds not only the Government … but the Power … of Endless Countless Worlds … of the Galaxy …
Building by the Centuries … from World to City to Ecumenopolis …
Level to Level … Storey to Storey … Wealth upon Success … a Total of 5127 … by the time of the Clones …
A Living World … an Organ of Incandescent Life … Forever Pulsing with the Vibrants and Souls of Billions to Shine the Furthest Stars Far and Above …
Easily accessed through the Hyper-Lanes of Pelemian, the Corellian Run, Metellos Trade, Koros Trunk and the Leisure Corridors … be it located 0.0.0 … at the Heart of the Galaxy Core…
For even the Military be called by the Triple 0’s …

Even from the Orbit Thousands above the Surface… a Dazzling Beauty of sparkling colors … all too a reminder of the Famous Corusca Gems…which so desired … so precious … too long ago to Begin…
From Ancient Geologic Rocky Mantles … and the Heated Silicate Crust …to An Ocean World … befitting that of Kamino…yet soon the Population would fill and Drain these Oceans…be it only the Icy Cold Poles be it a Frozen Spot for Tourists …or the Spans of the Western Seas …
Yet the Surface World now be the Sprawling Busy Ecumenopolis … to the Billions if not … Trillions living here and there … let alone the workers, vagrants, transients and foreign beings …
Of the Levels of 5127 from Megablocks to the Sub-blocks…
The Sector 46 … to The Industrial Busy Works …
Where the Factory District … the Droids, Workers and Industry Toiled About… Standard Day … Standard Night…
Quadrants to Zones … yet then there lurked beneath the Skyline … where Sun and Light would never Truly Meet …
For then this proves not even the Grandest of the Cities could there always … be affordable Luxuries …
Yet the Attitudes held … is but only Business-Minded at times … for the Grimy Legacy of the City …

From the Taung and Zhell … to the Thirteen Nations …
Taking the Volcanic Victory … the Dha Werda Verda … the Legacy of Shadow!
For their Legacy too be Confined … to a Southern Icy Grave …
For long after the drive of the Taung and Zhell … came the Humans …where the Building Upwards …Progressed…
Yet too even the Rakata’s Infinite Empire …would add Coruscant to their life’s of Strife and Conquest!
Yet then again the Expansion …from the Worlds of Metellos, Alsakan, Axum, Tepasi, Alderaan, Kuat, Rendili, Corfai, and Corellia…
To The worlds of the Ringali Shell!
Yet Coruscant would expand well to the Planets of Barseq and Janilis VII … to the Tion Cluster …until the Collapse of the Empire … due to the Plague … then the Humans reclaimed their Pride and City … and the Birth of the Republic...Coruscant! Be the Jewelled Core of this Republic!

For the Senate Resides here … the Galactic Justice … or the Exquisite 500 Republica …
And the Fine History of Study … in the Galactic Museum …
Throughout History … the Senate District … be the site of Battles … a Grim Reminder of War …
From the Galactic to Yuuzhan Vong Wars …
Yet Coruscant would thrive Well beyond these Years …
Take the Palace … the home of the Emperor … yet always Expanded…
A Gross Expansion of Power … be it the largest Building of the Hour …
For the Fall of the Empire … the Palace be … the Centre for the Chief of State!
Until the time of the Yuuzhan Vong … where Borsk Fey’lya would end his life … amid an Explosion in the Office!

But upon the Luxuries and Executives and Buildings of the City …there be based … the Jedi Temple…
For Millenia … well before Master Yoda … to the time of the New Republic and Galactic …
For Despite Destructions and Invasions … be it worst with Order 66 or the Yuuzhan Vong Invasion…
The Light Side radiates a Strong Glow of Power … from the Temple in the Heart of Coruscant …
Yet until the One Sith would claim it … as their Temple of the Dark Side …

Walk along the Skylines and Buildings of Coruscant …
The Glamour of the Core Worlds,
The Jewel of the Galaxy …
Night Parties Hosted by the Wealthy…
Enjoy the Fine Dining, Glamorous Shopping, The Night Opera … the Wonderful Night Sky …
The Stars Shone Always So Bright … The Music of the Galaxy …
The Pride of the Coruscani…
Yet have you wondered before beneath the Radiant City,
What was truly Ancient Yet Forgotten?

Known as the Underworld, Undercity, The Underground, Under Levels … in Time and Essence … its Presence … is known simply as Lower Coruscant…
The Ancient and Forgotten Days of the City … yet now Riddled with Crooks, Thugs and Shady Life …
Alas the Seedy becomes the Nasty … The Nasty descended only … into a World of Vermin and Scum …
The Echoes of Darkness … Amongst a City of Beauty …
What Truly Lurked Beneath … Always Remained Unknown … to the Fortunate and Living Above …
For this Dank Dark World … was one that few dare to Travel Alone …
Few knew any access … to the Heart of this Hidden Shady World …
For few working or living in the City Above… for even the Greatest Skyscrapers by the Day and Night,
Only Kilometers Below … Lurked the True Reality … and the Heart of Coruscant …

An Urban Canyon …Hundreds .. if not Thousands of Steps descending deep into the World below,
The Floors would never see the specks of light … even the dusk of dawn’s sunset …
The enclosure could make one feel alone and trapped…
Air becomes stale yet layered …
Weather chaotic and unpredictable in the basements deep beneath this World…
Rubbish and Garbage but compacted and dumped … whilst the Upper Worlds be clean … the Canyon Below be full of Life and Mean…
A Sea of Restless Motion and City Violence … marked only by the Song of the Sorrowful…
Add the Rumble of Machines at Work … Day and Night …Enough to make the Weak-Willed … Chill with Fright …
Yet the Poor, Starving and Desperate … would retreat and seek this area … for nowhere else to live … there was not much yet to give …
Add that with Vermin, Thugs and Thieves … Murders and Muggings be but a Daily Occurrence … for this was an Urban Jungle … where the Living be the Strong and the Weak be but Fodder …
Yet even so … the Millions outside of protection and security … with Local Hoods and their Laws … reinforced by Thugs and Ne’er Do Wells … although some fared better … with a sense of Honor…
Yet even lower you have the Pests of Vermin … be it the Cthon, Coruscani-Ogres, Duracrete-infested with Slugs, Gigantic Rats, Shadow Barnacles, Taozin and Granite Slugs … whom share not a single thought of Mercy … let alone Intimacy …
From the Extinction of the Ancients that once roamed the Surface … to the building of the Republic …
The Millenia’s passed and the Domain of Thugs and Vagrants filled the Lower Fifty Underworlds …masked only by Duracrete and Buildings…
Yet even Mutants species from the humanoid Cthon and the Corridor ghouls ... would lurk about the Darkest Corners of the City…

For Being the Underworld … the Laws of the Republic … Vagrants, Thugs and Criminals cared little for all they cared …
The Millenia after Millenia … the Underworld Remained but the Same … with Riots, Violence and Fighting … All the Same … Alas! All the Same…
The Paradise for Scum, The Petty, The Weak and the Good Gone Bad, The Poor Gone Desperate and the Wild gone Insane!
Nightclubs rifle with seedy life … gamblers lurking about … and cantinas crowded with drunk ne’er do wells … only run-down after run-down one could see …
For one so Dangerous to the Underworlds …where Uscru Entertainment or the Snapping Septoid … or the Outlander Club … be but movies to Crooks, Thugs and Scum …

Yet a Place in this Underworld of Coruscant … was also the base of business for the no-gooders…
For the Emperor Palpatine … Lord Sidious himself would commission the building of a Star Destroyer Lusankya … built and hidden in these levels … yet this also be a Prison for the Imperial Intelligence … and housing POW’s … of the Rebel Alliance …
For The Black Sun’s Agents hidden, spying near and far … to even the political figures … be it Acros-Krik … the District Mayor …
Where the lowest of the worst was riddled with crime rates … such terrible hate! That they be but blocked of access by the government …
Leaving this desolate place only to the starving of the desperate and the isolated psychopaths …isolated from the world by giant steel-lined blast-doors …
For even Queen Amidala and Captain Panaka would visit the Underworld personally … where hostage-taking and rescuing …
The secret to access this world … was a simple phrase … be it ‘Coruscant … has lovely sunsets…’

Yet aliens of another System … entering in desperation … seeking prosperity of a better life,
Could only meet this rife … and continue their upset strife,
For this was their true new life … confined … to the underground realms of Coruscant …
For to survive in this violent world … one must band with others … where the weak join to become strong …
And then came the violent neighbourhood wars … to survive … you had better make friends or better luck next life …

For whilst the Underworld was always Sleazy …
By the Time of the Empire … it had but spiralled … to a State of Uneasy Violent Cruelty…
For the deterioration and Tyranny of the Empire … meant even disgraced Bureaucrats and Dignitaries … to the mere humble working-class from Upper Coruscant …
A Shadowy Network would slowly enhance the already dank features … Alas! Poor miserable creatures …
Yet they would try to refine the Underworld’s very Features … from abandoned houses, power conduits and even feeding off the mere scraps and fungus … as a means of means of Sustenance …
Yet even Han Solo himself be forced to descend to the Underworld himself … for the life of a smuggler … despite the Dangers… this was but an exception of an Adventure … he’d dare ever again would venture …be it like Nar Shaddaa…

Long after the fall of the Empire … with the New Republic … life continued to be rife with strife …
No more different than the past millennia … when the Devastation … from the Lusankya would claim the Upper and Lower surface,
With the dead of millions marking the Terrible Deed …
Yet the Worst to come in with the Imperial Inner Circle … goaded by Admiral Mitth'raw'nuruodo … whom bombarded Coruscant from above …
Sending a shower of damage … transforming the City … into a Field of Battle … and forcing an evacuation from the Capital …
Yet infighting between the Remnants of the Empire … could continue to cause the Destruction it sired …
With only Billions lying dead … never truly in Peace …
For despite Reconstruction … the Underworld remained only in the Shadows …
Where crooks, thugs and syndicates would continue to rule and haunt supreme … particular of the Lost Ones …
With the weak left alone on the remaining levels …
But enter the time of the Yuuzhan'tar…where they would bring themselves and their War…
Where many would escape this war … Alas! Be it the underground levels of Coruscant …
Where the Vongforming of Terror would lead to the Yuuzhan’tar …
Yet with life forms home from the Yuuzhan Vong … where they too would join the Coruscani Underworld …
Where then even the Underworld tunnels be infested with the Shamed Ones …
Escaping persecution … the Shamed Ones would again arise … with the traitor Anor …
Yet too again many a Wars and Liberation … the Underworld remained but only in Untouched and in Desolation …
Yet then the Legacy Era .. where there be as far as 137 ABY where Vongspawn roamed and lurked about … a message of the Vongspawn Virus …