Progress... really?

Ingrid, your poems are always so full of wisdom and truths and this one is no different. Great and powerful piece - well done.
All the very best
Ben

A terrible reflection on our modern society Ingrid, which your few words speak volumes of what is wrong now with our world, and the self inflicted harm that we have done to it.
The worlds plight and the damage done to our uncaring societies, brought to life in your poem by your descriptive words. A sobering read..

Sometimes the haste for change and progress is such that we tend to forget what matters most to us in this life.Progress sometimes comes with a heavy price and we are all paying that price right now.
The depth and meaning to this wonderful write is quite vivid and put together nicely.
Good job my friend.
Paul...

Welll-written, what powerful words you have striked me with. I thought it was short yet held such meaning, great work as always Ingrid. You never fail to impress me, take care, 5/5 from me.

~MaryAnne

I really think you could expand on this a lot more, since as a reader I didn't get as much from it as I could:

'A small hand seeks his empty one.'

Subjective - yet I don't think it's suiting as a first line, because 'a small hand' could be anyone and 'his empty one'; we haven't established character yet so we need to bring that in a bit.

'Tomorrow cannot bring
what was squandered
yesterday already....'

This has been said a lot of times in poetry and you could really make do with giving it more depth, showing the lack of progess since the first line doesn't really do that. The last line I found quite spoonfeeding too, it's almost rhetoric but I found it a bit patronising.

Good idea but it really needs more than this :)