Something Left To Love Poem by Arthor Journer

She had been on crack sold her soul for cash
She killed her babies and done no good to speak of
She dropped out of high school and drowned her dreams
Alone and broken yet sill there is something left to love
She had stolen from her mother’s seeds
She had laid with dogs and dirt enough
She shot poison in her veins and drowned in booze
Weak and starved yet still there is something left to love
She put tattoos on her spirit sinned against her flesh
She had only rugged valleys her life was so rough
She looked much older than her true age
Damaged and abused but still there is something left to love
She tried thousands of remedies to numb the pain
She cursed God up above
She was pregnant with hurt and unbearable grief
Used and hopeless but still there is something left to love