By: Katelyn Abbott
Author’s
Summary: A poem about who Princess Cassandra of Troy is and her being a
brilliant beauty.
A
brilliant beauty is she.
Brown
curls the color of chestnuts cascades down her back,
Brown eyes as dark as chocolate that captivate a person to her,
China
nose, dainty mouth, even white teeth, full lips as red and soft as rose petals,
Skin gleaming such as hers as smooth and soft and white as ivory,
Beautiful like snow in the dark, she was blessed with beauty, intelligence, charm, and desirability.
Princess
Cassandra of Troy was able to see the future and be correct in her predictions,
but the
Elegant Trojan
princess was cursed never to be believed by anyone for all eternity by the sun
god
Apollo.
Cassandra
ends up seeing visions full of blood, crying, death, extreme hunger, fire,
grief, and
Illness.
Tries to get
people to believe in her predictions when she sees one of them, but her efforts
to do so
Are futile as people
will never listen to her for she rarely speaks of nothing other than terrible
Things to come.
Her
pleas fall on death ears when she begs to be heard by anyone.
The
Trojans fully see her as a liar and a madwoman.
They
give her the nickname of “The Mad Princess.”
How they
mock, name call, and pity her in her supposed madness,
But it
is Cassandra who cries for them and declares that she only seeks to save her
Trojan people
By sharing
her prophecies with them of both bad and good things to come and they are the
ones
Who should
be pitied for their failures to heed her prophetic warnings will lead to their
own
Downfalls.
So Cassandra seeks solace in her dedication to the gods and tends to her duties as a priestess of
Apollo.
She spends as much time as she can with her family
for she knows her time with them and
Time for Troy runs short as her beloved family and her
cherished home will soon come to
An end.
Though the Trojan people see her as mad they are
drawn to their Trojan princess’s brown
Eyes that are so beautiful, so brilliant, so courageous,
so determined, so full of fire, and so
Strong and that seem to search through the soul of every
person who locks eyes with her
With the raw innocence that men covet. The hardness and the
knowing look in those eyes
Haunt the Trojan people for it seems that she knew far more than she
should and had seen
More than she should.
Ease the loneliness she feels for she is an outcast among
the Trojan people and outcasts are
Always alone.
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