timeo danaos et donas ferentes (sonnet)

What we have done to them I am not sure
For Helen alone is not worth our lives
And yet they still attack us all the more
Thus keeping us from our children and wives

Then suddenly one day they disappeared
Nothing remains but trash and swirling smoke
And a wooden horse that at us stared
When to the eerie silence we awoke

I took my two sons with me to the shore
Where all the people gathered to rejoice
At the token that for us ended war
But my suspicions made me raise my voice

And warily I warned, just in case
Timeo danaos et donas ferentes