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.