Linda Claire

Pandora's Box

We were cleaning his room,
Because Daddy asked us to.
And we saw the large box.
I wondered what was inside.
I opened it with my little brother.
And the box was stuffed with condoms.
Our eyes open wide and we quickly close the box.
With a silent understanding
That we forget this had happened.
And that si the story,
Of Pandora's Box.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 3, 2009

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