A poem I came up with after listening to Pandora’s myth, yet it is befitting to what plagues the world with hate. Read this with a child’s voice in mind.
Before the chaos of the world,
Before death and hate came nigh,
I took the box of jewels and stones
And took a look inside.
And all the ugly, evil things
In life poured out and in the world
They abide.
Isn’t it incredible that a little girl like me
Left only hope inside?
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