Eloping Helen Poem by ENOCH JOHN

A large fleet of Grecian ships riding on an angry Aegean,
To the Trojan frontier and war,
To satisfy Argamemnon's inflated ego,
An ego possibly taller than any mountain in Greece,
Or is it to recapture beautiful Helen,
who had run away from Menelaus' bed-
An angry king dangerously armed with dented pride, a bruised ego and a fistful of arrows.

Of Achilles and his fleet-footed victories
Over valiant Hector and other lesser warriors,
And Odysseus' brillant strategem,
Building a horse of wood to defeat surreptitiously a wall of stone.
I, as sailor, steering my ship away from Troy,
Leaving those kings of the Aegean to fight their own senseless wars.