Songs from Troy

O' sing for Aphrodite, when she fled
The bonds of heaven, to rescue her son,
When trapped in battle at the war of Troy,
Instead of choosing to sit idly by,
She dared to shrug the burden of her tears
And take the winged chariot into battle,
And, reaching for her love, was stopped by spear,
And cries of passion rose against the sky
Before she sought the refuge of her chambers
To mourn the loss of her beloved child.

poetry

◄ The Lady Black

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