The Poor Bargain
a poem by Stefanie Vega
A poor bargain is made when you don’t know your worth, and you give away more than you were given at birth. And this bargain takes root before you give it much thought; till you cringe with remorse when you see what you’ve bought. But from the wound grows a knowing that is part of the plan. Although while you endure it you may not understand that in a bargain with darkness lies a glimmer of light, for the wound holds the promise of a new kind of sight.