Belt Raider

I am - Just Minmatar - yet what I am. No one cares. Why Should they.
My friends forsake me like a memory lost - They could not handle Eve.
I am the self-consumer of my woes. No one else to comsume me I am cloned.
I come and go the same each time. I am a clone.
Shadows of Black Skin. I am alone
And yet I am. Always here. Always alive. Even after death. I am Clone.

Into the nothingness of space and emptiness,
Into the living sea of stars with Asteroid Rock.
Where there is neither sense of feeling or life.
But the vast shipwrecks that litters space at War.
Even the places that I loved the best. They look for me.
Those Pirates who are merely pests.

I long for scenes where man hath never trod.
Each system a special place to move through.
To gaze upon its wonders and access the wealth within.
Until Trouble, Pirates galore, make all those things I bought
Double in price as they are destroyed for naught.
But pleasure and woeful gain, gone as soon as its spent.

Yet I am. I am Clone. I am - Just Minmatar - yet what am I?
No one cares. Why Should they. Just Travelling through.
One space at a time. One time in Space.
I am just a Minmatar.
Just a Clone.
I Am.