Dear God, these are not prayers,
I am sure you do not exist.
There is not a single thing I would ask of you,
I have no doubt it's one thing I would not get.
Dear God, these are not questions,
you have no answers to all I ask.
I will not ask, 'why me? '
Won't think of myself for any amount of time,
I know it is of no assistance to ponder the reasons you let me cry.
Dear God, you do not listen,
Your ears are deaf to all I say.
Dear God, I do not believe that there was an instance in which you cared.
There never was a moment I felt your presence there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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