Contract run out? Find a new job!
Not so easy, though.
Chill the economic winds
That this winter blow.
Credit’s hard to come by,
Order-books half-empty.
Who will offer work to me,
Me that’s aged twice twenty?
I shall send off applications,
CVs, knock on doors -
Quite prepared to gather fruit,
Sweep streets or mop floors.
State or private sector,
Maybe go freelance,
But with cut-throat competition,
Will I stand a chance?
Governments have bailed out banks,
And, perhaps, car-makers.
Where’s the helping hand for me,
Not-so-young jobseeker?
Yesterday I had a wage,
Now only outgoings.
Contract’s run out, times are lean,
And a sharp wind’s blowing…
5/1/09
Denys E. W. Jones
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/contract-expired/
