You
Who always knew the love
Of family
Of strangers
Of all who met you.
Respect following two steps behind.
Me
The prankster
The thief who hungered
Behind blue eyes.
Respect for nothing, not even myself.
You
Who inspired,
Who led
With a passion that ignited
All to burning hopes.
Me
Who followed
Who crumbled
Stumbling into a pit
Mired in pride.
Too weak to escape.
The sun illuminates,
Encouraging prosperity,
The herald of a new day.
You are the people's sun, Robin.
And what am I?
The hooded ghost
Hidden behind that sun.
The shade that betrays,
The shade that begs
Forgiveness.
