Time Means Nothing Anymore Poem by Shalom Freedman

Time means nothing anymore
There is time and more time
And too much time
It will stop of course
And run out
But it does not seem to matter when
A few more years
A few less
What seems to matter
Is how I will die
And how much trouble I will be at the end
To those I most do not want to be trouble to-

There is a lot of time
A year five years maybe even ten
But I don’t have the purpose and the will anymore
All the years I had purpose and will
Though I never got to where I wanted to go
Now I have just Time
And staying alright for as long as possible-

It is boring to be an old man
With no work or purpose anymore-
Tomorrow will be more pleasure or less-
It does not matter really
The game is done
And I am not playing anything anymore-

Staying alive and making the best of it
Time and more time
And how I will die.