we die forgotten
The Chorus -
Cunning, not the feat of arms, brought fair Ilium low,
Unmasked Achilles gambit leading him to Troy,
Drove the swift knife into Iphigenia's breast
To ply cruel Artimus for fair following winds.
But the fates cut many lives short on Ilium's shores
Hopes of glory dashed for thousands who fought and died
Their shadows haunting Hades’ dark, lifeless halls:
Noble Hector no match for enraged Achilles,
Nor the son of Peleus, Paris' swift arrows.
Who won the laurel of Achille's golden armor
And was named Greatest of the Greeks if not Ajax?
But he who knew no honor save ruthless cunning,
Wily Odysseus, gained both, and the better man,
Mighty Ajax, fell upon his sword in sorrow,
His soul traveling the lonely roads to Hades’ keep.
But the gods' wroth did not end at the sack of Troy,
Agamemnon would rue his daughter's sacrifice
When his wife and her lover knifed him in his bath.
But he who deceived Troy with the horse filled with Greeks
Would spend ten long years failing to return to home....
Comments (8)
Ha ha! almost done that myself more than once! Was looking for your headstone story but couldn't find it. Couldn't resist this with a pic of a young and idiotic looking Hugh Laurie
Oh dear! 😅 I got in the passenger side of my friends car, jabbering away about something.... only to turn and realise that wasn't my friend. That was pretty bad too.
I've done this too!
Lol, I've done this before too! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Haha 😂
LOL!!! Excellent!!! Loved it!!! Reminds me of a true story that happened in the early sixties!!!
oops
Oopsie!