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The Last Ride Around The Walls

Upon the walls of burning Troy, the wind foretells the end, Hector stands alone in dust, with fate he must contend. The steps of Achilles thunder near, a storm of wrath and flame, A mother’s cry, a city’s fear, all whispering his name. Gods watch in silent judgment as two worlds prepare to fall, And every heart stops beating when they answer war’s last call. Hector lifts his weary spear, his breath a trembling flame, Achilles burns with endless rage, no mercy in his aim. A final thought of wife and son drifts softly through the air, For Hector knows this sacred path was carved by doom and prayer. The sun stands still above them, the dust begins to rise, As destiny draws battle lines beneath unblinking skies. When Troy held its breath, two heroes met the fire, Steel sang with death, and earth shook with desire. No turning back, no dawn for one that night— Only the gods could watch the end of mortal might. A spear flies sharp like lightning’s roar, it grazes death’s cold skin, Achilles storms like savage fate determined to begin. The clash of bronze, the shattered shields, the circles drawn in sand, Two legends carve eternity with blood upon the land. But Hector stumbles, breath runs thin, his shield too worn to stand, And now his shadow trembles in Achilles’ iron hand. Hector falls upon his knees, still proud though fate is near, His final words to Achilles ring sharp through grief and fear: “Return my body to my kin when darkness claims my name,” But Achilles, lost to fury’s blaze, rejects the mortal claim. The Prince of Troy breathes out his last beneath the crimson sky, And all the walls fall silent as their greatest defender dies. When Troy held its breath, two heroes met the fire, Steel sang with death, and earth shook with desire. No turning back, no dawn for one that night— Only the gods could watch the end of mortal might. The warhorse screams, the chariot roars, Tied to its wheels a fallen lord. Achilles drags him round the walls, While Troy breaks down in shattered calls. Honor undone by wrath’s command, A hero shamed across the sand. When Troy held its breath, two heroes met the fire, Steel sang with death, and earth shook with desire. No turning back, no dawn for one that night— Only the gods could watch the end of mortal might. When Troy lost its flame, the gods began to cry, For even kings of men must learn that every hero dies. The dust remembered both, though blood erased their light— Two destinies entwined forever in that night.