Five years away from the place you call home
Off fighting in the Holy Land, loyal to your King
You arrive back, hands grazing the beige wheat dancing the wind
Upon your return, you expect everything to be the same
The way it was before you left for The Crusades
The place you once called home
Is no longer home
People are poorer
Taxes are higher
People are scared
You seek justice for the innocents
You become an outlaw
A hero of the people
The man with a bow and arrows
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Offline) - Published: August 19th, 2019 14:34
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Shoiulda written home i guess.
HI KATIE ~ Thanks for sharing ! LORD LOXLY ~ ROBIN HOOD is a great favourite of mine ~ love all the FILMS. I (BRIAN) used to live near Nottingham and there are many statues etc and of course Sherwood Forrest where He & His Merry Men operated ~ Robbing the Rich to give back to the Poor ! A great ARCHER and a great MAN ~ AMEN In the end he was restored to His Title & Lands and He married Maid Marion and they lived happily ever after !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Yours BRIAN & ANGELA 💙🧡
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