Shalom Freedman Poems

I am the poem only I am
And however less my poetry
It is the me of all that there is
As for each of you
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I weep at my own weakness
And inability to help
Those suffering
Far beyond
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I miss my mother and father
I miss my brother
I miss all of them
The uncles the aunts the grandparents
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Another day
Another week
Another beginning
Another longing to live in the best way
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The world goes on
The unpredictable will happen
No one can know
What will be
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After days of darkness and rain
The morning sun blesses
A new world
Free of pain-
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‘No one understands me fully
No one ever will'
Perhaps it does not matter
Who am I after all?
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I tell my truth
None or very few hear
So does it matter?
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