Has God Forgotten About Me?

by Chanel no. 5 - Virgo

Has God forgotten about me?
When He made people
Beautiful,
Talented,
Sweet,
And loveable?
When He sat down
At his heavenly table-
His holy mathematical genius-
Counting each grain of sand,
Each tiger in the jungle,
Each bird in the sky,
Each fish in the sea,
Did He forget to count me?

Has God forgotten about me?
When He made men
Wonderful,
Caring,
Strong,
And protective?
When He sculpted
A statue of perfect form-
His lordly artistic creator-
Molding each vein and muscle,
Each arm to hold and cuddle,
Each ear to listen and comfort,
Each eye to capture and imprison,
To me, did He blind their vision?

Has God forgotten about me?
When He made every woman
Gorgeous,
Powerful,
Kind,
And individual?
When He painted 
A masterpiece of exquisite grandeur-
His worldly canvas captivator-
His brush a whisper as each curve,
Each strand of hair,
Each soft lady's finger,
Each delicate feature,
Danced with radiance and exuberation.
When He painted me, did He forget such coloration?

Has God forgotten about me?
When he made the one and only girl you see
Small,
Average,
Plain,
And invisible?
When He scraped together the leftovers
Of his earthly creation- 
His logically conserving businessman-
Did He hand me each thrown away humiliation?
Each bad first impression?
Each harsh rejection?
Each lonely night?
Did God forget about me?
Did He really forget?
Did He?

For all those who read my words
Hear what I say now:
I swear on every page of my Lord's bible
That when He gave his people his blessings and might
God left me every battle to fight.

So has God really forgotten about me?
Maybe He has
Maybe He hasn't
But the only one 
Who knows
Is He.

Reason for writing:

    I wrote this poem one day when a guy I liked said that he wanted someone else. It was just one more rejection for me and I just felt like totally giving up hope and felt like God had truly forgotten I existed on this earth and to make me matter to someone.  But I guess I don't know whether He's forgotten or not, so I'll just keep living day by day until a ray of sunshine comes my way. Hey that rhymed. I guess good things happen to good people and not to worry.  If God really has forgotten about me, I'll rise to the top and make him see me.    

Birth sign: Virgo
Date created: 2002-02-05 21:46:13
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:44
Poem ID: 67203

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