There Is Too Much In Me Poem by Shalom Freedman

THERE IS TOO MUCH IN ME

There is too much in me
Too many feelings-
Too much longing for the past
Too much need for those no longer here
Too much wishing to see and be with them again-

The past calls me again and again-
I do not know how to-
I cannot answer it.

I wait for some other witness
From those past times of my life
I need to hear from and share with them.

There is no one left who cares.

I alone care
For so much which is gone.

And when I go
All of us will be gone.

And where is the future generation?
And what have I done with my life?