Poem: Henry, Eighth of his Name (A Historical Analysis)
At the time the monarch held the lives of his subjects the power granted by the grace of God. He must appear strong might makes right Even the rules of religion and its edicts couldn't stand in his way. And those who displeased him paid the ultimate price. Heads literally rolled Fortunes literally unmade Loyalty literally betrayed. Too bad Death took him like those who went before. Grand tomb never made Legacy forever stained God's judgement is final.