Do I worship a God

Who will not fix me?
A God who doesn't care?

I spent years
Praying to Jesus

Seems He wasn't there

Just fix my akward shoulder

This is all I ask

Why should it be
Such a difficult task?

Now I know
What the hunchback
Felt like

The one who hailed
From Notre Dame

Walking on the streets
So ugly and so lame

Jesus healed people
When he lived
But he won't heal me

I have tried everything
Even physical therapy

My left shoulder
Is bigger than my right

And sometimes I cry about it at night

I write honest poetry
So you can see
The pain that lives
Inside of me

I dedicate this poem to
All people who suffer from
Physical problems