Dear God

David Hopkins

I am your son .., 

I know you must know my name,

but it seems that you have forgotten me.

I don’t think you even know my name at all.

so I am alone.

in my pain In my loss,

I suffer alone.

my footsteps are deep into the ground and indeed there is only one set to see 

and they are mine only , You see .

So my God , if you are mine

then

why have you forsaken me ?

I am kind, 

I am good ,

I have no hate 

for my fellow man…,

so I don’t understand 

why you don’t 

remember my name ….

i don’t steel, I don’t cheat 

am I your punching bag , 

or 

do you have hate ?

I think no , so then why is my query?

then I see your face all around me …, 

in everything !

your beauty is so ugly.

 

May 2014 

DWHopkins 

  • Author: D.W.Hopkins (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 25th, 2025 10:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: This was a poem that helped me to get thru my Mothers death it was my cry to God
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  • sorenbarrett

    Even Christ felt forsaken in the garden as he prayed. Well written

    • David Hopkins

      Thank you sorenbarret your my only comment so far

      • sorenbarrett

        I have had days like that and I have found that many of what I thought were my best poems were the ones that got the fewest reviews. I find that about one out of seven poems I review return the review. Every one wants to be read but no one wants to read. Never the less you are most welcome



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