So Many Of The Acute Problems

So many of the acute problems of this world
Will not be solved in my lifetime-

I will go to my grave
Insecure unknowing
About the future of all I care about-

Prayer to God is all I have
But will God answer me?
And why should God answer me?

I will die praying to God
But will this help those who remain here?

poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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