There Is Too Much Grief Now Poem by Shalom Freedman

There is too much grief now
Too many friends are going
It is not so great to be old
All these funerals
And all these azkarot
And the shivas
And again and again
The cemetery
And the consolation that does not console
And the trying to be a decent human being
When inwardly the sadness is heavy and deep
And difficult to escape from
Oh old age oh end of life oh humanity
Sad sad sad
Dying and going down.