Dark and damp A cube, five by five Squirreled away from the light of day Locked away For protection For who I cannot say A child or a monster Probably both Pandora why did you shut the box? Left in my care Only one remains Locked in each of us, For another day Hope wasn't let out to play She stays inside the little box Prisoner to us I wonder if she despises us For keeping her contained I would release her But this box of mine doesn't know how So I'm opening the door Letting child and monster see inside The horrors and wonders hope provides