The Guilt Poem by Eric Cockrell

'And hunger haunts Our sleepless dreams. While the caskets are counted, And prayers come too late.' loved all this poem, especially how lines like these interact with the lines before and after, counting caskets, prayers too late, plays off superbly the bus is on time and the time clock waits, I remember Germans praising Hitler for getting the trains running on time, therefore the metaphor of industry being more important than poverty and millions starving to death bites especially hard, indifference allows evil injustice a free hand, funny peculiar how those with the most often care the least, ivory towers insulate materialistic souls, missing Hippies who loved life and protested actively for a better world 10+++

A philosophical theme with a profound meaning. If we wait doing nothing, still the bus will arrive on time for us to leave. At the end, images will drown with memories and names so hat guilt we are compelled to wear will certainly stink. Great thinking fabulous writing. Thanks for sharing. X