Shalom Freedman

Gold Star - 15,257 Points (Troy New York)

The Day Is Wasted - Poem by Shalom Freedman

THE DAY IS WASTED

The day is wasted
I did nothing in it-
Does it really matter?

There have been thousands of days in my life
Almost all of them I cannot recall
Many perhaps most were wasted
So one more is wasted-

What can they to me for it?
What is the punishment for it?

The day is wasted
Some day soon there will be no more days to waste
I will not regret this then-

But now
When I still have my work to do and my name to make
Oy va voy a day is wasted
I'd better do something now.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 19, 2012



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