by Vladimir Marku
Troy, Greeks in battle defeated
they were in love and sword
ruse, hidden was in the victory trophy
other traits Greeks owned, but diableries
Danaos et dona ferentes"
“Beware of Greeks bearing gifts”
cried, then strangled by Apollo’s serpents
remote to understanding
with the trophy and victory
even listen to Cassandra
Troy crumbled to ruins
of Greeks, never of the Gods.
today, hatching tricks in your hay bales
of your wooden horse, never to forget
is your virtue, and a knife on the back
Helens ridden are by Paris
you have your style, o insidious
more horses stuffed with soldiers
build cathedrals, put up memorials, rob graveyards
acres of sea, invent Greeks, open banks, grab properties
trophy for the traitors, and national carcasses
power is, at the head of our country
on, too early to joy and celebrate
Fifth Column, the Horse to replace
the Pelasgians, Etruscans, Dardans, Illyrians, Albanians
are going to make Arbëria, again.
slither like snakes, you sneak like hyenas
blazing Laocoon, spear in hand
going to throw it onto the horse this time
going to thrust it into the horseman.
Last updated July 06, 2015