I Have Been Writing For All My Life - Poem by Shalom Freedman
I HAVE BEEN WRITING FOR ALL MY LIFE
I have been writing for all my life
And soon I will be done
And when I am done
What will be with it all?
You live and you try and you try and you try
And you live as long as you can
And you try, or so you tell yourself, as hard as you can
And what it all amounts to
No one knows.
It is a very very large universe
And I am one small one among the billions who have been here
And the more billions that may be here
And in all the sounds and all the furies
My little words may be quiet as a song that has only the melody of death.
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