Ring a Ding Ding

She left

She left not only once

but twice

the first time wasn't too nice

and the other with cowardice


I thought I was a disgrace

but it was the "maternal" one who couldn't say anything to my face

I was alone

because she wouldn't pick up the phone


Although, someone did

Jesus Christ

someone who died for my sins

and who rose again


Now I am loved

I came home

to my father

the one who picked up the phone


  • Author: izzo (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 26th, 2016 13:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: My mother abandoned me younger for drugs. I hated her. Actually, I hated her for years for doing that to me and my family. Just recently, I found that this hatred inside of me was not helping me do what I love, helping others. There was only one who could actually help me, Jesus Christ himself
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • User favorite of this poem: Aals.



    WELCOME IZZO ~ Thanks for a very emotional and spiritual first poem ! Always remember "God is still on the PHONE ~ And he will remember His own ~ His promise is true He will not forget you ~ Cos GOD is still on the phone ! Thanks for sharing every Blessing ~ BRIAN

    • izzo

      Thank you so much! That is true. God is still on the phone and he will always be:)

    • Tony36

      Great write very powerful and expressive

    • Aals

      Your beyond special. and you deserve so much more than what your mother gave you.

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