BY PAUL PERRO
Artist Kinuko Y. Craft
According to old Greek legends
There once was a time when
There were no women in the world,
There were only men.
That is, until the mighty Zeus
Went to see Hephaestus one day,
And ordered him to make
A woman out of clay.
They named the woman Pandora
And breathed her full of life,
Then gave her to a young man named
Epimetheus, as his wife.
But Zeus was not really being nice,
He had a wicked plan.
His enemy Prometheus
Was the brother of the young man.
Zeus gave them a box with a key,
Then he sternly decreed
That they must never look inside.
The young couple agreed.
Now Zeus thought Epimetheus,
Despite this conversation,
Would be unable to withstand
The terrible temptation.
In fact it was Pandora who
Gave in to curiosity.
She quietly crept, as her husband slept,
And from him, took the key.
The box held many nasty things,
Unknown to Pandora,
And all of them could fly, which she
Discovered to her horror.
She unlocked and opened the box
And the first to escape was rage,
Followed by pain, then jealousy,
Disappointment, greed and old age.
Out flew measles, mumps, rubella,
Bubonic plague, chicken pox,
Leprosy, hepatitus B,
All escaped from Pandora’s box.
Pandora was shocked and appalled,
What on earth had she done?
Soon all of the things had escaped,
…all, that is, except one.
As she peered into the box,
She slowly became aware,
A little thing called “hope”
Was still trapped in there.
Pandora sighed and let it go.
She knew, if there was hope,
Then no matter what else happened,
The human race could cope.
Text and image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/531188960392510/posts/1982820635229328/