Purgatory

All my life

Was spent with the devil

Every day

All day

All the time.

Sometimes nasty

Sometimes nice

But I knew she was the devil;

That’s what the angel said.

The angel showed me her horns

Her arrowed tail

And showed me his glowing halo

His soft, white wings.

That was my binary life.


But now,

Now I’m older.

Now my eyes can see

With the clarity of my own wisdom.

The angel does demonic deeds

And the devil is retired.

Their masks crumble away

Leaving me, the human, to wonder

Who exactly was the evil one here?


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