Pandora's Present

A poem. A twist on a myth.

I am Hades, lord of life after this,

Here I lay and bleed what left I have to gift.

Mount Olympus lay slaughtered beside me.

Forgive us, it was older than we were.

Filled before we had enjoyed our first sin.

Spilling to the floor all misery and woe.

An evil still unborn was held within.

Deep under the mire of that putrid muck,

A true demon has awoken once more!

Unlike any foe this world has ever known!

Paradoxically poisoned phoenix!

Slain and reborn by the taste of its name!

It’s bittersweet venomed kiss thru my veins,

Intoxicating procrastination.

Now to you I whisper foul warning of,

Hope, and alter ego, Devastation!