Evil Hope and Pandora’s Box

Hope waited deep inside the box

That Zeus gave to Pandora


Scheming with all its might

Suffused with seductive charm

It waited


It tried once

Twice and then thrice

And on the fourth


It won the game of wills


Seduced and blind

She opened the box


Letting Hope escape


With a grin and a half

Hope let its children


Its many children

Named envy, sickness, hatred and disease


Knowing that they could not survive

Without its warmth and delight

Hope climbed out last

In its cloak of charm


And to this day

Buried inside the box are its last whispers

Let it be known that

From hope sprang

All the evils of the world