End Of Empire Poem by Christopher Tye

End of Empire

So after half a millennia the empire falls,
As time and fate caught up with us,
Nothing can last forever alas, no matter how hard you try,
Into exile and torn apart now.

The old glory days long since passed,
As our once great house fades away,
So much history and achievements lost,
As what's left of our once great empire crumbles away.

So as we the last survivors head into exile,
Stop and think of the England we stood for,
Serving at the courts of great kings and queens,
Dying for king and country and the greater good.

Hard work and toil can't make us escape time or fate,
So much was at stake for the future,
But the future was not to be for us,
Flung into exile and divided by fate.

Our house now fallen to time and fate,
Look back at all the people we supported,
The impact we had on the world and humanity,
End of empire as we fall to time.

By Christopher Tye