Badmash blooms
When his bane is his boon
Poignantly poised
For the plague
Which is his perk
For the blessing
Which is a curse
To earn his worth
Prodigally
To return to earth
Crawling
To learn to fly
By falling
For the Daimon’s Tao
With his horns
For the Daemon’s rose
With her thorns
For the Lord of Job
Rascal trickster
With Lucifer’s nose
Growing bigger
For the bane
Of His existence
Is aptly named
“The Light Bringer”
For Good and Evil
Are just for show
The Way
For him to know
A life beyond
A world of woe
Of friends and foes
Of hots and colds
Of duplicitous modes
Of binary codes
Of twofold folds
Of bipolar poles
Is to embrace them both