I wonder sometimes
If God hears me when I pray-
Long rambling things
That wind around and
Never really get to
The whole point of the
Reason, I started to pray
In the first place.
I want to say, I need some
Help and I want it now,
But you can't curse
Or demand, or argue
Your point with the creator
of your being in the first place.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem