I stared through the window…
Uncertainty, hit me with a blow…
Persistent yawns I tried to suppress…
Determine to beat the failing stress….
I did my best to earn success…
Hoping to graduate and later progress…
Our time soon aged, so we were ejected…
Eight months now….No where to be absorbed…oh how dejected!
Days came and pass, I feel disturbed…
Applications I’ve sent seem to have been dumped!
Deep inside my heart I crave for solace…
Praying for God to grant me his grace…
For life without a means is quite a bitter race…
Life has its spills…
I’ll just tick to my will…
Not far may be some thrill!
Copyright © 2009 Meshack Sewe
(Wrote when I was jobless and stressed- eighth month after my graduation and unsuccessful job applications)
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