The Day Is Too Long Poem by Shalom Freedman

The Day Is Too Long



THE DAY IS TOO LONG

The day is too long
Time is too much
When one has no urgent work to do
Life’s meaningless stretches infinitely

How much time can one rest?
How much vacation can one have?
How long can one burn unused happily?

We are such creatures
As need to work and be active

Without this
Dull and bored and tired and purposeless

We loathe our lives away






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Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: boredom
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Shalom Freedman

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