P.J. Monroe's Published Writing

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Hektor’s Aristeia

Promised a day of glorious victory,
Prince Hektor led his fighting Trojans,
Shoulder to shoulder, closing together;
In face of this mighty army, fled the Greeks
Their leaders lay wounded, bleeding, or dead;
Hektor and the Trojans reached their wall

Following Hektor to the gates in the wall,
The army knew no future but victory;
So many Greeks were already dead,
Yet, so alive the army of Trojans
There was faint resistance by the Greeks,
As the Trojans pressed at the gates together

All at once, the Trojans stopped together,
And looked up, high above the wall,
Circling over the heads of the Greeks
An omen that there would be no victory
That ill omen meant for the Trojans;
An eagle, his talons held a red serpent, dead

Hektor swore this day was not yet dead;
He drew the men close and together
They were the mighty Trojans!
They would not be stopped by a wall
And they would have their rightful victory!
Their army, mighty, would beat the Greeks!!

They were good builders, those Greeks,
Or else they’d have already been dead;
The Greeks cried out for victory,
But stayed and hid safely together
Behind their strong and well built wall,
Where they were safe from the Trojans

The wall proved unbreachable to the Trojans;
But Hektor knew how to finish the Greeks;
He grabbed a boulder and turned towards the wall
If any other man had tried, he’d be dead;
Men came around the strong Hektor, together
Hektor threw the boulder, broke the wall, brought victory

This is the story of the Trojans, who did not lay dead
And the story of the Greeks, and how the armies clashed together

And how the strongest wall could not stop Hektor’s victory

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