By Scott Bailey © 2014
The invaders became the natives
And the empire grew and grew
Still one tongue ruled, another served
Ambitious chances were few
Once King extended the lands
Far across the sea
A golden time of riches
For those who were still free
In wars the riches squandered
By the lion and the snake
Rebellion loomed open the crown
As liberty crawled awake
So some power leaked away
Through the reluctant pen
That signed the future of the land
Hope was found again
For many years this house ruled
Until the roses clashed
From golden empire this dynasty
To war and bloodshed crashed
Originally published in A Spring of Dreams
Scott Andrew Bailey - Author 