I Wait For The Verdict

I wait for the verdict
As so many do at my age-
Will I escape again?
Or will this time be the real one?

One day the verdict will come
I pray it is not now
It may be.

If it is
All my life will change
And much which has meaning now
I will have no time for-

Perhaps worse
I may cease caring about almost everything

I don't know-
I wait-

The verdict will come
And I will see what to do with it then.

poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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