Pandora

Take me back to innocent times,

Let me be that naive child

Whose only fault was a deadly case

Of willful curiosity.

 

Sweet surrender filled my days

And there was honey in the wind

To satisfy my deepest urge,

To underscore civility.

 

Long before Pandora’s tryst,

Before the beast of chaos was

Unleashed on unsuspecting souls

There was an uneven peace.

 

But when the lid was opened

And the demons were set free

There was not a single force

To govern their release.

 

And we are left to face the test,

To cage the wily fox,

To wrangle with the consequence

And close Pandora’s box.