Queen boudica
The enemy is within, it is already here
The rape and the torture costing us dear
When all seemed lost and looked to fall
One stood strong, one stood tall
In the midst of fear and panic, one shall rise
Under the watchful gaze of gods in the skies
Queen Boudica, Britain’s heart and soul
To make distant tribes become one and whole
With a spear made of vengeance, she struck
revenge in earnest, destroying all she took
women were seen as weak, under roman rule
and for this misjudgement, they played the fool
