Naevus

Born with a grisly naevus on the face,

She became a burden on her family,

For she wasn’t marriage material,

And they lacked the money to sell her off.

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Growing up she had been bullied and derided,

Even the teachers didn’t spare her,

Yet, something in her always burned,

Never letting her succumb to the pains.

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Hence, winning became her obsession,

She was desperate to leave an indelible mark,

And, finally, she bagged the spotlight,

With the birthmark, still there, on her face.