Why has God abandoned me? Why?
I sit in my room with the TV on,
But slide down the couch and shut my eyes.
I have food in the fridge but don't want to eat it.
What have I done so boorish to deserve this,
When we were married for so long?
What went wrong?
Why don't we belong?
If you came back to me,
It would be wonderful you see.
We would take walks merrily.
But I am on my own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is better to question with God than man a poem which wheels around better to hope than chop nice poem Vera