Monday, June 25, 2012

Diaries of the Unemployed

Thinking about all the people I know looking for Jobs. =)



I don’t know
In school I’ve been distinguished to be an established writer,
Receiving complements here and there,
I’ve even been told by my teachers that I had the potential to be something,
From a student to a person I’ve managed to come through,

But none of this seems to matter
As I craft my life achievements and goals
On a letter sized piece of paper
I still manage to be applicant 5678

And I wonder... “Do you not like me?”

I mean I’ve gone through this process
Over and over again
Only to processed to another line up, another phone call, and an electronic message
barely a human connection
To put a face behind the author behind the craft

And I wonder... “Do you not like me?”

Because I feel like I’ve walked, scavenged, crawled, sprawled
Up the staircases and down some, to hand out a resume
Only to be passed around a table and tossed away,
At least if you told me to wait five minutes,
I could have saved you the trouble of recycling,
and me the trouble of re-printing a story that can’t be changed,

And I wonder... “Do you not like me?”

A honest individual,
Wanting to be independent,
Looking for a chance to step in—
Not to cash in, but learn another life lesson,
Because that’s how I was raised to be—
Not to count the cheques at the end of the day,
But to check in with the things I’ve interoperated from the day,
And grow as a person...

I guess in this new world of opportunity,
I will be one of those educated—to live under a very expensive bridge,
It makes a far more interesting story...
Like the “Pursuit of Happiness” 

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