Boudica

If you must fight 

the Roman oppressors

who have raped your daughters

lashed you and 

despoiled your people 

then you should

become a treacherous

lioness

and give thanks

that you are tall and 

terrifying.

I too would 

butcher the governors

left to administer 

the rule of the Romans 

and call upon 

Andraste

goddess of victory 

before my revolt 

How dare they take 

your estates 

treat you as chattel 

and allow the centurions 

to pillage and seize you

as though you were 

prizes of war

after the death of Prasutagus

your husband

ruler of the Iceni.

Let your tawny hair

hang below your waist

until it runs with the blood 

of those who have 

ravished you

until the golden torc

at your neck

is crusted with gore.

There are none 

who know where you fell

when the Romans turned

and crushed your army

women and animals

all were destroyed

and the place of their death is lost

but the echoes of your vengeance

are not forgotten.

Paul Walter - Boudica statue, Westminster

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