Another Night Of My Life Is Passing Poem by Shalom Freedman

Another Night Of My Life Is Passing



ANOTHER NIGHT OF MY LIFE IS PASSING

Another night of my life is passing
How many more will be left?
And is it all for nothing –
Anyway?
A long unending night
Of darkness and nonexistence?

All I am
Is a little man
writing a poem.

G-d of the Light
And the night
Save me
and those I love.

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