Sadness Calls From The End Of The World Poem by Shalom Freedman

SADNESS CALLS FROM THE END OF THE WORLD

Sadness calls from the end of the world
You forgot them and they forgot you
They went on as if you did not exist
They are still there
They are thriving
And you thought you alone survived
But they are still there
And you are somewhere else
And worlds go on without your being there
And your existence is not necessary
And they are thriving
And you are alone and without them.