Hector contemplates the specter
of a Paris governed Troy
loves his brother like no other
not a prospect he'd enjoy
his Andromache's whole drama
still too distant to behold
so oblivious he's leaving us
he lets events unfold
gates thrown open, he is hopin'
he'll be equal to the task
his opponent though is on it
Patroclus had worn a mask
the man's lover, he'll discover
kills, then drags him through the dirt
Hector dragged more than a hectare
no use faulting Helen's skirt
era brought down by an error
had the Myrmidon been spared,
brave Achilles gave the willies
but remaining undeclared
had the Trojan theologians
with an edge, however slight
bad decision -- in Elysian fields
they still debate that fight
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