Child of a Beaten
Walking the streets alone.
A lonely child from a poverty of abuse.
She looks for someone to love her.
A safe place she can call home.
Beaten by a devious mother of hate and anger, foil words to have aborted her.
Left alone in a empty house without food and water.
Her clothes are dirty to it looks filty with stained brown waste.
Sleeping on the hard wooden crack cold floor.
Playing with the rodents to be her friend.
Bullied at school.
Children calls her derogating names.
She crys of anger.
As the children throws trash at her.
Running away to home.
She sits in a corner on her knees crying for her mother love.
Begging her for love and support.
Her arrogant calls her a child of a bastard mother.
She stabbed liquidator her mother with a knife.
Sadly lays next to her dying mother taking her last breath.
She crys to her mother, "why she never loved her".
Vexation and exasperation her mother says to her.
You're child of a bastard mother.
Copyright © Robin Brown | Year Posted 2020
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