Pandora Is Her Name... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

no one wants something
to decipher
everyone wants a path with
sights to see
not a forest within where
the moon is rare where the sun
simply tells you in trickles of
light what it really is.

it is the obvious that most
creatures feast upon
worms on leaves
birds pecking on grains
on a grassy field
children chasing balls
women fixed on the mirror
men riding on their horses

wars mostly, rather than peace
arms, and weapons of destruction
no one wants to decipher what
is hidden here, this is a closed box

it's name is Pandora, and she is
curious and mean.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016

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