It doesn't mean that I am blind,
my God doesn't see my suffering;
It doesn't mean that I am deaf,
my God doesn't hear my crying;
It doesn't mean that I am mute,
my God doesn't have words of blessing;
It doesn't mean that I cannot explain it better,
my God is lesser than a thing;
It doesn't mean that I cannot articulate evidence,
my God is none existing;
It doesn't mean that I am insignificant it seems,
my God doesn't love my whole being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem