Pandora’s Box

Which emotion(s) — joy, envy, rage, pity, or something else — do you find to be the hardest to contain?


Envy is my nemesis,
it’s the one that gets me real good
each time I think of those who have what I covet
it’s the one sin that I’ve long understood
that not everyone is created equal,
that some have more than you and me
some are gifted with luck and good fortune
it’s the luck of the draw, that’s how things will always be
So envy sits in a little box
till she’s ready to be set free
awaiting that moment when I’m lost
forgetting everything that I already have in me
good health, good fortune,
even love I don’t deserve
but Pandora often pays no mind
as the box lies there, waiting to be disturbed
by something or other –
it could be anything
for envy is my nemesis
seeking opportunity to spring.

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