Stealing from the Hood
Once upon a time there lived a man
Vested in green with a brave heart
A moral compass unshaken
With the belief to be just
To some, he was a bandit
And to others their savior
He became the law
When the land lost its order
Alas! With power comes greed
So take heed young Robin
To the wealthy men who
Cower at the sound of your name
But Robin stole twice more
Instead of giving back to the poor
He became rotten to his core
Oh! What do they know?
Their old and weak
No longer a savior
Robin’s compass began to crack
The land began to rust
At the mercy of their new ruler
Who was no longer just
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