**The Lament of Trojan Women**
In the shadow of the fallen walls, they weep,
Mothers and daughters, their fates to keep,
Once proud and noble, now slaves to the night,
Trojan women, in sorrow, their hearts take flight.
With fire’s embrace, their city did fall,
Echoes of laughter now silent, a pall,
They watched as the flames danced with glee,
A pyre for dreams that would never be.
Hecuba, the queen with a heart filled with dread,