To Look Old /Is A Sad Kind Of Thing Poem by Shalom Freedman

To look old
Is a sad kind of thing
Its not that you were ever anything much
But once there was some kind of vague hope
In being out in the world
Now you know

The only ones who care now
Are those who are repelled
Or at best
Wanting to be kind-

You do not exist anymore as a man
You are just someone
To get by as fast as possible-

It is not wonderful to look old
But that's how I look now
And how I will look for the rest of my life-

I have lived and live with worse
I'll live as long as I can with this-