Shalom Freedman (Troy New York)

AS THE WORLD GOES ON WITHOUT ANY SPECIAL NEED OF MY SERVICES

As the world goes on without any special need for my services
I sit and write my little poems
Even the lives of those most cared about by me
Go on now largely without my help -

Being old is often being irrelevant
And so I so often am now -

I write these words too
As if I understand
That those who share my feeling and situation
Will not necessarily be moved or helped by them.