At Runnymede
Come back with me to twelve fifteen,
To Runnymede, a royal scene.
A water meadow by the Thames,
A site of world significance.
The royal assent to set men free
Enacted here for all to see.
King John had taxed his barons hard
To finance wars he couldn't win.
A reckoning was on the cards –
His barons now had snared their king,
To limit his powers was their aim
And free their lands; the church, the same.
Here was the Magna Carta, and although
Signed and sealed eight hundred years ago,
This famous charter is our legacy,
The fledgling roots of our democracy.
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