Hope

For hope will be the last thing
The last thing to perish
Shall die all the mankind
Or the stars turn into velvet black
Hope will always be there

From Pandora the box was opened
And time and time again we say:
"That was the men's doom's day"
But that was for Achile's kind
What brought the very happiness

For all the books shall pray
Into their bowed or straight lines
Into their new or destroied letters
That diseases brought the box
When it never brought any sadness

In fact the box was there
A gift from Zeus itself
Even tho the gods like to play
A Zeus's gift will always be from heaven
But in heaven it shall not stay

The box was once miscarried
And Prometheus was baddly advised
His counscience taught him straight
"Don't open what at Olimpo was made
Don't open what the Olimpian gave"

But trully, what was there but
The very only thing that bring happiness?
The very last thing to come from there
Was the shinest and lovely mermaid
A lady called Hope, a name that shall remain.

by Antonio Sousa
Sometime in 2008


I wrote this poem because everybody says that all my poems are sad... what is happier than hope?