Robin Hood's Society

Once upon a time

A man named Robin Hood

Pulled out his gun

 

and shot all the bad guys

Stole their luxuries

And headed back to the poverty

Where poor souls had nothing

 

With lack of opportunities

But the nobles wanted Robin to be

Put out of his misery

 

The public saw Robin as the hero

And the nobles saw him an outlaw

Cause the rich are always greedy

 

They never gave back to their own human race

The rich lived in a age

Where that system had to be; what's your rank?

And if you don't have an answer then you don't get payed

 

This was how life was laid on the surface

But Robin had a purpose

And it was give to the people

Cause he felt that everyone should be equal

 

Oh! Robin Hood

The great iconic hero

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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