TROY
I
come to Troy, at times
On the trail of lost wars
Among layers of walls
Some covered with earth, some cleared
There
are the remains of a house:
a few pots, a fireplace, two columns
Who sought refuge in Troy ?
Which wars were fought ?
Troy
was once rich
Filled with happy men and women
Wells were dug ruthlessly,
Its treasures stolen
Three
goddesses competed in front of Paris
Beautiful Aphrodite, mother Hera and virgin
Athena
Paris chose Aphrodite
Troy was damned
Paris
was a prince, yet he belonged to the mountains,
was
reared by shepherds, didn't know how to fight
He fought for Troy
So did Aphrodite, and the river Skamander,
quitting its flamingoes
And Hector, Paris's brother, alone in front of
the gate
behind which his parents hid
Hector
was alone, he would die
Trojans had left Hector alone, they would also
die
Aphrodite couldn't fight for long, she would
leave
Troy would fall
I
came to Troy, I'm digging for my past
there is a gate, beyond which I cannot go
Some flamingoes take off
Aphrodite smiles
We
are nobles at birth belonging to the mountains,
we choose beauty
Beauty is taken away from us, we die
We can't remember how it was before death
We miss Troy
Everybody
has a Troy, fought for beauty
A gate beyond which death is encountered
New cities are founded thereafter, new wars are
fought
The death becomes a legend, is passed from mouth
to mouth
Everybody
has a legend written at Troy
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