I was inspired to write this poem by the fables told of the, Trinovites Tribe of Essex, whom joined forces with good Queen Boudica of the Icnia Tribe, both tribes were living peacefully under Roman rule. Untill the savage rape of Boudica's daughters, in-front of the Royal Elders and warriors. The tale... Of.. Evil deed... Spread like a bonfire in a library. Fore woman were held sacred and at the least... Equals of men. The Trinovites were hunters fore at this time of spins.... Of The Earth... Sign in to see full entry.