Who Was The Guilty One?

One was never the one
guilty guilty...
of not loving
other partner enough.

You were meant
to be with me...
eternally but your not.

Therefore
committed you were not...
equal to

a great love
or supreme sacrifices...
needed.

Were you too afraid
to commit to love...
in a gross material age

where everything
is sold at...
market price?

Does your job status
justify justify...
your menial existence?

Or is your life
still meaningful...
with status but no love?

Or is your life
still meaningless...
with status but no love?

One life in the material
where status reigns supreme.
One life in the ephemeral
walking back beyond between.

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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