Walking thru Sherwood Forest, the Saxon couldn’t see
That in surrounding villages, his same pedigree
Was being poorly treated by taxation and the like,
So he continued to enjoy his pleasant leisure hike.
But coming to a clearing, his eyes were opened wide.
The vision now in front of him, ig-norance couldn’t hide.
An-ger began to well up, deep within his heart,
For righteousness and justice had clearly come apart.
You see that wily Ole’ Prince John had found a helper to
Enforce his cruel position thru the loathsome sheriff who
Will-ingly taxed the local folk, who just could not afford
The payment now required of their false and wicked lord.
For Richard who was rightly king and great in Robin’s sight
Was far off in Jerusalem picking a big fight
To free God’s holy city, from men who could not see
The cross and not the crescent, is what could make men free.
So Robin found some merry men to help him fight at home;
Farmers, cooks and tanners, but he could not find a gnome.
There was man who called men to, a place of faith not luck,
This man quite poor and lowly, was named Friar Tuck.
Off they went, these commoners, to fight their own great quest.
And soon the evil prince proclaimed, a warrant to arrest
This band who hoped to set men free, proclaimed “Richard is king!”
With words like, “John that foolish prince won’t wear The Lion’s ring!”
You think you know the story by the movies you have seen,
But Kevin and, Errol Flynn were hiding one big thing.
Before the foolish duo, were beaten by the band,
Robin came to realize Ri-chard was just a man.
Who failed at times while being king because of sin inside,
Like every man who’s born on earth’s condemned by foolish pride.
While chained to the prison wall with rotund Friar Tuck,
Robin found the King of Kings would free him from bad luck.
But jail was no coincidence or the saint he was bound to,
The man of God showed the Hood how-in-prison freedom could move,
A heart encased by anger, was not righteous at all,
But caused the rise of many who, would soon tum-ble and fall.
So through a simple prayer of faith the friar then did lead,
Robin’s heart humbled low had instantly been freed.
How both escaped the prison cell is cast in many-a-mold,
Through your imagination, you’ll see their freedom unfold.
So now you’ve read the untold truth, but even if it’s not,
It has been fun writing, this tale filled or fraught
With images and characters whose quest was to be great,
Instead a heart once sleeping, now at last awake.
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