HelenA Poem by Allyson Wolfe
Love and beauty in human form,
Helen of Sparta, but was she any more?
She was a mother of one, and a lover of three.
Raped and abducted by Theseus dear.
She soon fell in love, but let me be clear.
Menelaus fell harder, and worked harder yet.
This was before her and Paris had met.
Meneleus and Helen had a wedding so great,
yet Meneleus' brother filled their love with hate.
Push came to shove,
sweet Alexandros saved the day.
The moment he came, sweet Helen ran away.
For eight long years her husband will chase,
the Trojans defenseless, his brother his mace!
The Trojan walls fell at the end of the war,
all for Helen, that young Spartan w***e.
© 2012 Allyson Wolfe
Added on August 28, 2012
Last Updated on August 28, 2012
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