Not the Worst

Poor Satan-

so misunderstood.

A lost boy, undermined by his brother,

he boasts into his adult life to feel important.

Day by day,

he surrounds himself in darkness.

His Underworld-

his cave, where he finds solace

“aiding in mortality.”

One day a woman, lively and colorful,

surpassed the hexes meant to exile the rest of the world

and explored his realm.

Recognizing the possibility of magic,

the Devil Himself invited her to stay,

but he was still… himself

and could not resist loving her demise.

After all, he had only ever known betrayal-

punishments were his chosen protection.

As time passed with his lover,

he grew to realize the goddess of spring

could never bloom entangled in his darkness.

Satan, consumed with hopelessness,

released his muse, his last chance at mortality,

back into the world.

Is The Devil truly a monster

or essential in one’s soul purpose?