To Be Unhappy In Old Age Poem by Shalom Freedman

To be unhappy in Old Age
Is the easiest thing in the world-
So much goes wrong
So much is lost
So many difficulties with what once taken for granted-
I listen to the promoters of the Third Age
And all its great advantages
And wonder where they are
And whether they understand
They too will be- if they live long enough
Wondering desperately why they are still here
And how what has happened to them
Has happened to them.