This poem is completely from my imagination. Arthur and Boadicea where in fact not from the same era but I would of love Arthur to have ridden in with his brave knights and assisted her ……….. what a tale this would be . I delicate this tale to the sister of my friend Martin and to http://saminaiqbal27.wordpress.com/ who loves a Arthurian myth.
I see the future it is dark, battles blood and fear
I feel our days are numbered I know our enemies draw near.
I draw my daughters to me I shall defend them to the end.
I have sent out for help and begged for aid from Arthur King of the Brittons, my friend.
I have called upon my people from all corners of my land.
I have warned them of the my bad feelings, I have told them trouble is at hand.
I call all of my Iceni Tribe. The Roman’s are coming and they will brook no resistance
Hark I hear the Legions marching feet approaching us in the distance.
My husband is still ruling , a ruler in name only I fear, Prasutagus my lord
Don’ t trust these Roman men they only want our lands and wealth
We need help from Arthur, and his knights to route these invaders from abroad!
My husband is weak he is ill, he cannot last much longer in his ill health.
Damn those Romans Damn them to hell. I shall find a witch and have her cast on them a black spell.
They stripped me naked and flogged me to within an inch of my life
Then they made me watch as they raped my daughters damn them, damn them to hell.
Where is Arthur where are his Knights where are they when I need them in my hour of strife.
I shall not let them beat me this Roman Army I shall not let them lay my lands to waste.
Where are you Arthur I need you now, hear me great wise king I need you make hast.
Curse the ninth legion, they shall all die, we will cut their throats and I shall rip away their manhood and hang it high
I shall show them they cannot debase me Boadicea, and rape my daughters and not expect to die.
We shall fight them we shall lay them low at them at their capital Camulodunum !
Where is Arthur we need him now , suddenly the cry goes up Arthur , Arthur and his knights are here at last.
We shall slay those Romans we shall oust them now with Arthur Pendragon now the die is cast!
We beat them in their capital and then we beat them in Londinium and Verulamium .
So I Boadicea Queen of the Iceni thank you Arthur King of the Brittons
I have wrought my vengeance true I could not have done so without you.
We can no longer defeat the Roman hordes and there is only one thing left for me to do.
I shall poison myself and my daughter too , for those Romans to recapture us would never do.
I have my place in history I saw off those Roman’s with Arthur at the side of me.
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