Job Hunt

Here I am in town
With my sniffing dogs
And wearing eagle’s eyes
I climb over bomb blasted ruins
Searching for survivor jobs
From every cornering street
My dogs I scatter all over
Hoping they will un-earth
An opportunity
For me to be used
But all I hear is only
 A barking silence
I continue to wait and hope
That time will lick with a difference
For me to swing my tail
But now without fail
My tail is locked between
 My thighs waiting with
A chained impatience
Like a gold digger
For the dog they say 
Every day has
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Agustin Avatar
March 18, 2025 at 9:17 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.
Wanjenga Avatar
January 21, 2016 at 2:00 AM
Thanks,SKAT A
A  Avatar
January 19, 2016 at 8:24 PM
JOSEPH, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
Gregory Avatar
March 27, 2015 at 10:02 AM
nice analogy to a dawg life...good write
Wanjenga Avatar
April 4, 2015 at 12:44 AM
Thanks....
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