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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Conquering Normans in siege they lay waste to all England to pillage and slay. William the Conqueror rode overland with nobles and ladies of high ranking band. Surveying all territories with equal measure His decision unanimous, and at his leisure Decided on Londinium, the roman town By the river Thames, his fortress he found. Erected by labourers, a mammoth task, A castle keep, made to last. In building this edifice of towering strength, Quelled all resistance at each wall length. Forming a formidable structure to intimidate all Saxon nobles reduced to peasant state, As centuries pass amid tales of woe, from palace home to fighting the foe, Political prisoners held in the white tower in angst deprivation as they await the hour of their execution. Queens and Princes murdered there Heads lopped off As the populace stare. Beefeaters, knights and crows stand guard at the portcullis, gatehouse and inner courtyard. Since 1078 the white tower stands unaffected by seasons and war-bombing strands. The second world war brings chaos all around From blitz bombardment an ear-deafening sound. Tower of London sheltered all within Who seek to find refuge from the annihilating din. In peacetime came tourists from foreign shores Keeping coffers full As the river Thames flows. Many visitors being guided around listening to Beefeaters narrative in awe spellbound. Viewing medieval suits of armour along walls of stone including a glass case holding Henry V111's own. Six feet four embellished in gold Surveying Tudor artifacts as their history unfolds Quequing lines of people awaiting their turn to see priceless crown jewels all expectations confirm. Gems of such brilliance in shape and size from adorning royal personages the nation's prize. Scheduled archaeological digs still carry on, uncovering hidden passages, where our history comes from. Should the resident clipped crows disappear through the gate legend states London is lost left to it's fate. If walls could talk to be precise what secrets revealed to it's possible demise. Longevity establishes a sense of worth uniting the population in the land of their birth. Long forgotten enmities lost in the chronicles of time, the Tower represents a landmark fine. As the keys approach at the designated hour the bayonet drawn guard calls out from the tower "Halt who goes there?" And answering comes the time honoured refrain The Keys of Elizabeth, our Sovereign Queen in name.
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