(Addresses Self-Harm/Abuse) She'll One Day Forge Beauty - Edit 1

[mrweiner]

She'll One Day Forge Beauty

Six-year-old girls shouldn't
need to place their sadness
between their toes 
and the heavy intent of a hammer

striking at anguish
brought blue hot by bourbon blows
and neglect. Their little digits
lack the temper of anvils

and while the blacksmith 
celebrates his sweat 
upon hissing iron into oil,
muffled cries do little 

to quench 
the misery 
    of a girl
    so troubled 
        of mind 
        so brittle
            of thought
            constructed 
                of confusion

Original:

Forged By Father

Six-year-old girls shouldn't
need to place their sadness
between their toes 
and the business end of a hammer,

striking at anguish left 
red hot by bourbon blows and 
neglect. Their little digits
lack the temperment of anvils,

and while the blacksmith 
keeps a bucket of oil at hand
to harden his work,
muffled cries do little 

to quench the misery of one
with such limited understanding. 
I cannot comprehend the mind
of a girl so tortured,

or how she could learn
to hang up her hammer 
and forge a life for herself 
so beautiful as yours.