Necessary Evil

We would never promptly and adequately learn
The way in which the term “paradox”
Is an inherent oxymoron, each time.
That exclusion may constitute
Whole
That flaw is an ingredient of
Perfection
And that each possible zero
And every unmanageable detail
Are the whole and the impeccable
Owed to us.

We would never learn the thousand ways
That crown dearth as guarantee
That turn parting into promise
That set rules as a scavenger hunt
For the domain in which they have no application.

We would never learn what we could be
If we didn’t slaughter our own dreams
We would never learn to walk
If we didn’t push off one day
Nor would we ever learn the way back.

Don’t get me wrong
I am not saying that everything was right
Nor am I declaring any evil necessary
Yet we had to rent ourselves out to wrong
Before its repulsive hand
Reimbursed us, if not with what was overdue,
At least with what was most deserved.

We would never learn
If we didn’t use our own hands;
We would never learn
If we didn’t think we did it for ourselves.
We would never learn
Lest some songs found us, again.