Sent to plague by Jupiter
Vulcan fashioned an exquisite
In which were put the evils that would
So the Gods ruled the day
Held by pride they could not
And so they added one more beautiful gift
To lessen the pain caused by the other
The gift they called it hope
"Give the box", the Gods said,
"to the man you will wed"
Then they sent her to Earth
With your box made of gold
It must be a special gift from the Gods
So special that she must open it
Clouds appeared to float away,
All the plagues the Gods had sent
could now torment as they grew
Filled with fear the lid was closed
Only hope remained inside
Then she sat to wait for man to return
but all that she saw was a small piece of hope
Man said he would keep it there
Unaware that she had seen
Evil that the Gods had given
Left behind for all mankind was a tiny piece of hope