The First Robin-Poem

The First Robin

It all started with a stroke of fate
In which everything went wrong
The wire cut,
Your parents died,
And everything you loved was gone.
You were orphaned and alone
You needed a little love
You wanted someone to make you their own
And to be free from this prison,like a dove
Then that's when he found you,
Bruce Wayne
You thought it would all be gone:
The sadness,the suffering,and the pain,
And being treated like an evil spawn
But it wasn't,sadly
Because he was Batman
And the villains you fought treated you badly
But that's what you wanted
You wanted to fight
Be it brightest day or blackest night
So whenever they hear the bad guys talkin'
They know just who to call:
Robin