So Many Of The Acute Problems Poem by Shalom Freedman

So Many Of The Acute Problems



So many of the acute problems of this world
Will not be solved in my lifetime-

I will go to my grave
Insecure unknowing
About the future of all I care about-

Prayer to God is all I have
But will God answer me?
And why should God answer me?

I will die praying to God
But will this help those who remain here?

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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