Tales of Unemployment.

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Unemployed here, just checking in you see,

Friday is my 4-month anniversary!

A lot of things have taken place

Many more have joined my ranks

However, on a personal note, it all stinks!

Obama, try as he may has an insurmountable task

He’s fighting to put at bay

Meanwhile, I’ve learned how to live off of one-third of what I was formerly paid,

With a little bit of planning, cutting back, and a lot of hustling, sometimes rent can be made

Being Black in America has made it worst it seems,

because we are the least considered in our plight for jobs and a share in the American dream

And still the last of the last that are even discussed on the evening news,

Why, it’s the Chrysler dealership, and the man-in-the-moon,

anybody but a black office worker, down on her luck—who cares to throw her a few bucks?

Constantly I’m inquiring, asking, applying, practically begging for a job,

But alas, the field is complex and littered with a mob

There are fresh young college grads, a zillion other office workers, many less qualified,

and lest not forget the auto workers, from the lineman to the salesman, all along for the ride

to grab a slice of the American Pie they say

However, I AM UNEMPLOYED for another day

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  • Ruby Hawk on Jun 18, 2009

    My grandson and a son are both unemployed and another son is on part time. I wish all of you good luck. Surely things will turn around soon.

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