(Hopefully) 1 Poem a week for 52 weeks |
| Hope When Prometheus, the Titan, stole then shared the secrets of fire with humankind gifting us knowledge and technology Zeus himself, the King of the Gods, was enraged and sought to punish both him, and humanity Summoning his lame son Hephaestus, Zeus commanded the smith to fashion the first human woman Pandora the every gifted Beautiful and possessed of all that the Olympian Gods had bestowed upon her Shameless and deceitful, with a liar's tongue full of cruel longing and cares and yet irresistible clad in finery and a garland crown Zeus gifted her to Prometheus' brother though Prometheus had warned him not to accept and Epimetheus married her As dowry she carried a pithos filled with sickness, trials and death which she released upon the earth Only Hope did not escape the jar Hope, the means to rise above the evils of the world The reassurance that where there is any evil there will also be good. Hope, who springs eternal. |