Monday, February 22, 2016

What Do I Really Want?


What do I really want?
I am not sure I know
To go on living?
To be remembered after I am dead?
To have my work live after I am dead?
To be great honored forever?
How can I care about such an absurd thing?
What do I want really?
I don't know
And why do I want something more something beyond
What I have now?
Why can't I simply be happy
With what I have and what I have done?
And try to live the rest of my life
In a happy way as I can?
Why do I need so much
Something which I really do not know the nature of exactly?

So I won't live forever
And my work will not live forever
And I won't be great
And I won't be remembered
So what?
Aren't I still just a person also?
Wouldn't I be happy just to go on as I am now
Going on and on and on
Without paralyzing sickness

I do not know
But it seems to me I will die wanting
Something I cannot define
And regretting I have not reached it.
Shalom Freedman
Topic(s) of this poem: life
Mike Smith 22 February 2016
I man I consider wise once told me that there are only really 3 things we Need. Oxygen to breath, nourishment in the forms of food and drink, and protection in the form of clothes and housing. Everything else is extra. Everything else is Want. That said, I am right there with you. It seems we are always chasing some unnamed goal. Trying to accomplish a task we don't even know for want of greatness or recognition. A good poem, with a relatable message. Well done
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