Somehow, I found myself inside the Tower of London
There I was, prancing around, wearing the Queen’s crown
So splendid, magnificent, it felt like wearing new clothes
I could hear the ravens in their cages
They knew I was here. I wondered if the noise
Would alert the guards on their night patrol
I didn’t care. I felt dazzled by the beauty of her jewels
The security lights made each jewel dance
The colours jumping along with their own beauty
Why must such treasures be locked away?
The Hope diamond, rubies, sapphires
I wanted to take them all home with me
Knowing full well, I could never get inside the cabinet
Alarms would ring, I would be locked inside the Tower
A traitor to the Crown, yet here I am, wearing it
Looking at it at the same time.
I woke clutching a small sapphire
Had I brought something back from a dream?
I scanned the newspapers, not a mention of someone
Invading the Tower. No sapphire reported missing.
Somehow my love of splendid jewels had transferred one
Into my hand. Should I return it, risk being branded a criminal?
I think not, for it was a gift from the dream world…