Unseen Worth

I sometimes wonder what my life's been worth
No great achievements really, only a routine worth.

A mother who from early age struck with words
Cutting like a knife scoring points to demean worth.

Striving but never quite gaining the right merits
Unable to understand in which way to glean worth

Picture a child, small and so shocked and afraid,
Waiting for a beating what is that scene worth?

Finding solace where a young girl should never go
leaving haunting memories of a dark unclean worth.
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Perhaps on reflection my stubbornness to survive
Against all odds began there, proving unseen worth.

Poetry Survivor
Ghazal