That Day I Went Looking For Employment
The alarm went off at 3 am
I brushed my teeth
Hugged my dog
Went to shower
Hugged my dog
We finally made it
My dog
I know you will get lonely
But They are going to get me a Job
I get to a matatu at 5 am
They charge me 1000 but it's fine
I am going to get a job today
And pay back my debt
I am going to get a Job
I can finally be happy
I finally made it
I can no longer get told
They are going to give me a job
I got to the big city with the sun
I alighted at Koinange street
It's famous for prostitutes
Without a Job
But not me
Me I am going to get a Job
The position advertised
Matched my education and ego
I know I am vain sometimes
But they are going to give me a job
Right on time 9 am I was told
Walked up the stairs
To the interview room on second floor
It was arranged like a church
A white man was speaking on Tv
Some guys in a suit clicking the remote
I am not going to get a job
I am not going to get a job
They are trying to make me sell
Sugar pills to people with diabetes
Oh no I am not getting a job
I sit for four hours
I get to a matatu
I do not know what I will tell my dog
That I left her alone
And even did not get a job
They lied to me my dog
They told me
That they will give me a job
They wanted me to sell
Shoes to amputees, my dog
So today we sleep hungry again
I did not get a job.
Copyright © Moses Sichach | Year Posted 2023
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