Everybody Is Invited To The Party Poem by Dorsey Baker

Guilt never settles down
it is always too busy
traveling around
like a bomb
when it falls
like an echo
when it calls
the fever of guilt
is so hot
like a
bullet when its shot
its a crazy world
too many bombs
being built
and as a people
when all accept the guilt
hear the voice
it never stops echoing
hear the sound of the wind
as its blowing
you walk
down the road
looking straight ahead
because its just too painful
to look behind
you have got to get rid
of all that guilt
to have any kind of
peace of mind!