Magna Carta's Ink

In the year twelve fifteen, a nation divided
King John's iron rule, his power unbridled
Barons unite, their patience worn thin
At Runnymede's field, a new age begins

Quill meets parchment, ink starts to flow
Words of freedom, beginning to grow
A charter of rights, a limit on throne
The seeds of justice, finally sown

Magna Carta, the Great Charter's call
No one above the law, not even kings stand tall
Liberty's foundation, laid in black and white
Carta's quill writing history tonight

From forest to sheriff, from taxes to trials
The charter addresses the people's denials
Habeas corpus, a right to be heard
No longer will freemen go without word

Barons stand firm, the king forced to yield
A new social contract, forever sealed
Though battles may come, and tyrants may rise
This document's spirit will never demise

Magna Carta, the Great Charter's call
No one above the law, not even kings stand tall
Liberty's foundation, laid in black and white
Carta's quill writing history tonight

"No free man shall be seized or imprisoned
Or stripped of his rights or possessions
Or outlawed
Or exiled, or deprived of his standing in any way
Nor will we proceed with force against him
Or send others to do so
Except by the lawful judgment of his equals
Or by the law of the land."

Centuries pass, but the words still resound
In courtrooms and parliaments, wisdom profound
From England's green shores to lands far away
Magna Carta's principles hold sway

Though John may have sealed it, his heart filled with scorn
From this crucible of conflict, true freedom was born
A template for liberty, a check on the crown
Ideas that no tyrant could ever tear down

America's founders, inspired by its themes
The Universal Declaration, fulfilling its dreams
From Runnymede's meadow to the halls of the free
Carta's quill keeps writing our destiny

Magna Carta, the Great Charter's call
No one above the law, not even kings stand tall
Liberty's foundation, laid in black and white
Carta's quill writing history tonight

So remember the charter, its legacy grand
When you vote, when you speak, when you make your stand
For the rights we enjoy, so hard-won and dear
Began with a parchment and idea sincere
In the echoes of history, hear freedom's refrain
Magna Carta's spirit, forever to remain
The quill may be silent, the ink may have dried
But the words and their power will always abide

Carta's quill... writing still
Through the ages... turning pages
Of liberty