We thought Achilles was gone and forgotten
Achilles is back, lying and riding on his horse
Coming and all the way to Troy one more time
Spear to the hearts of mortal men
Go in and cut fast and deep
Big wounds Achilles creates
Terror, darkness and sadness this time of his arrival
Everyone is in trouble, Troy, Paris
Who will escape, kill and take away Achilles this time?
Not even Hector(our government and political heads) he slew outside the gates of Troy
Nor Paris( us), an arrow shot to Achilles in the heel.
Some Paris might come someday and slay Achilles
We can hope alone
Be confident and bold
Pray to the god Zeus to aid us
In the fight. Poetry under licence by Mr. T. Jeffery