Friday, December 10, 2010

Pandora's Plea, Hope Exist's.

I come in a box, a lone-some box, I remain un-opened yet, everyone's eager to see what's inside.
I hold the answer to all of lifes quandry's, I hold the key to all of lifes misery.
Some might call me chastising, some might call me gentle.
Whatever they call me none will know,
for I am the box of unforseen mystery.

I am a man from outside the box, I question, I ponder what it might be
I pitter I patter, I pace and I race
Im ever so eager to see what's inside this box
I'm poor, I'm rich, Im a contradicting bitch
I sit and I watch, I stare at the clock
waiting for this box.

I am the remains of a world un-tainted.
I am the remains of a world un-tainted.
I am the remains of a world un-tainted.

But open me now, and I am the remains of a world that is tainted.

I am impatient, I am eager, I am the thing that lets loose this evil
I stretch my arm, I shorten my wits, I open the box and then it all hits
The evils of the world begin to roam, the path of righteous is not alone.

I am good, I am great, I am all that is alive yet to date
I am happy, I am sad, I am married to you all hand in hand
I am giving, I am taking, I am fate
I am hope.

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