The unjustified curse

He is a mistake floating through time.
Punished; but never committed a crime.

He is moving; going from place to place.
But he is disgusted; never showing his face.

He will roam this world alone forever.
His soul is diseased; it will never get better.

He was innocent, but the judge sealed his fate.
Now he will punish, and hate till his expiration date.

His mind screams “the wicked do not sleep”.
These thoughts he will forever keep.

It is a curious thing, his self-loathing hate.
Now he stands at the door of hells gate.

He screams a challenge toward the dark lord.
As he reaches for his unholy sword.

“I did not barter my soul, my parents did!”
“This is something the lord's law forbids!”

“I do not follow the words of your master!”
“I am the Devil, the lord of disaster!”

“I take whatever soul I please!”
“Now bow before me!”

He feels no obligation to bow today.
He will fill the Devil with hate and decay.

He did not back down from the Devils command.
Which alone is something that is truly grand.

Now with fear the Devil says “ lets make a deal”.
Now he is confused, because this feels surreal.

“I can give you back your soul for a price?”
“What do you propose; be precise!?”

“I will give you your soul for another's life?'
“I cannot give another a life of strife!”

Now he is confused as to what he wants.
All he can hear now are his demons taunts.

“You are just like your father boy.”
This is just another of the Devil's ploys.

“He was cursed just like you.”
“But I made his soul anew”

“His holy gift became, my horrible curse!”
“To accept your gift, would be really perverse!”

“The sins of the father, die with the son.”
“This will never be undone!”

He just puts his blade away and leaves the Devil alone.
His true name will never be known.

He marched back to the world above.
He died alone never feeling love.

But he never gave up his integrity.
And he stopped feeling self pity.

He was a hero to a being that never came to be.
The curse he kept, so others will be free.