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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397486" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Achilles at Troy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The walls of the enemy city believed by them<br>to be made by the gods, <br>rise up in front of us<br>stripped, empty like hills, <br>looking impregnable<br>and higher up I see some archers<br>with their armour shining in the midday heat<br>rising bows and shooting arrows into the sky<br>believing, wishing and praying to hit one of us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I drive with my chariot far out of their reach, <br>around and around the city, as if inspecting it<br>for any frailty, a place to penetrate with force<br>searching for Hector<br>while fierce fighting is going on</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and anger, great rage roars within my heart<br>when at the main gate I stop and wait, <br>before roaring at the top of my voice<br>for Hector to come out, to face me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My black steel shield, my black steel armour<br>my great spear, my bow and sword<br>are at the ready and I am implacable <br>watching, willing for the main gate to open</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and see a lizard basking in the sun on a nearby rock, <br>as it probably has done since being born, <br>my heart is torn by the death<br>of my familiar one, <br>Patroclus my companion and friend<br>and in pain I roar again</div><div style="margin:10px 0">calling Hector a coward and a fool<br>and my small army <br>of brave Myrmidons gather around me<br>heading of the enemy, killing scores of them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">banging their swords on their shields<br>every time I call the name out <br>of the Champion of Troy<br>and like me they are ready to destroy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Again I give reigns to the horses<br>driving at speed with my chariot<br>around the city inspecting <br>the fighting men more carefully</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and nowhere I can see Hector, <br>nowhere I find him destroying our own<br>and on the third time<br>I spot him taking on three men<br>and killing them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and at speed jump from the chariot<br>with spear, sword and shield<br>and like a thunder falling from the sky<br>I land solidly right next to him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and he wards of my first, my second blow<br>even stopping my great spear<br>thrown with all my might, <br>but in the frenzy of it all<br>I see an opening made by his shield<br>and dropping my shield<br>with both hands directly<br>drive my sword in, in a stabbing blow<br>and catch him in the throat<br>leaping back picking up my shield and spear<br>and stab, stab from behind the shield<br>killing Hector with fierce blows</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I gather my great sword<br>drawing it from him<br>and tie him behind my chariot<br>before fully armed<br>I jump into it<br>and drive away<br>dragging the Champion of Troy<br>around and around the great <br>impregnable city while roaring<br>loud as thunder<br>with a blood bedecked spear above my head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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to be made by the gods, 
rise up in front of us
stripped, empty like hills, 
looking impregnable
and higher up I see some archers
with their armour shining in the midday heat
rising bows and shooting ar..."></div>
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