Pandora's Box

The name says it all...Pandora's Box

 

 

Whispering souls

I hear in the distance

I hold the key to the box

To destruction and pleas

Souls are deadly

Maybe all shall be well

But disease and lies

War and crimes

When will it all stop?

If the box was destroyed

Could all be sane again?

If I didn’t have the key

Would I be tempted to find the box?

If I wasn’t Pandora

Would there be a box at all?

I was not sure but it’s too late now

The box is open and now all is lost

People are begging for forgiveness

For they are not sure what they did wrong

And it is my entire fault

For if I wasn’t born

There would be no box at all . . .

Author's Note

Um...I changed this into Pandora's Box because a reviewer gave me the idea and I really didn't like the poem before. I like it but maybe there are to many questions? I'll let you guys decide, please be blunt!

Reviews

[Looouise]

It's fitting now with Pandora being the subject.
I like this version. :]
All the "If's".
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Too good for words :]

[LauraH]

It's really touching

[Looouise]

That was quite cute and nice.
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I thought the first part was going to go along with Pandoras Box.
Obviously it didn't.
It was pretty well done.
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A nice read.