Short Unemployment Poems
Short Unemployment Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Unemployment by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Unemployment by length and keyword.
Injured dream-
reality bruising 'daymare'
another blood sweat stain...
mirroring the state of unemployment in Nigeria.
Folks lose their job
Now some sob for
No job- no cash!
Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
10.16.14
I lost my job two years ago today
Unemployment ran out sometime in May
Saving cans you know
Still play the Lotto
My little retirement plan, per se
There once was an economist who claimed
Deregulation wasn’t to blame
For the failure of banks
Loss of middle class ranks
‘Til unemployment had to pay him in francs
Poor ol' boy Richard Odekirk,
Just couldn't get fired and hasta work.
It's unfair that he'll miss the enjoyment,
Of his 96 weeks of Unemployment!
Just for Caties contest!!!
Presidents Day
I can hardly wait for Presidents day
I seem to see it just one way
If Obama steps out and sees his shadow
We'll have another year of high unemployment to go!
By Mike Francis
Nigerian graduates,
Suffering because of unemployment,
believing in government’s empty promises.
A meaningless hope on a janus-faced entity
governing sadistically.
A Stewart Annie Everestus's poem © 2019
Reckless tumbleweed
hurries across forgotten graves
of those who toiled through despair
and anguish
fighting drought and famine
depression and unemployment
heat and cold
locusts and dust storms
daily uncertainty...
Unemployment line
Single file to soup kitchen...
Fear of homelessness
Unemployment line
Cries in emergency room...
Fear, no insurance
Unemployment line
Like a faith-healer's crusade...
Hope to help, heal, house
All over the world
Innocent men
Women and children
By the tens of thousands
Being put down
News ratings
Poverty
Unemployment
Rhetoric
Way up
Political intelligence
In the twenty first century
So far
Flat
I’m happy to see you
Where have you been?
Amazing work, you’re doing brilliant
Not so fast, could I ask a favour?
Treasure is what you are
Oxford? You’ll have to get As
Unemployment isn’t an option
Time to get up
How do you lay off a writer…
unemployment assured
In labored obscurity,
his fortune unscored
How do you invest in a future
that’s devalued today
When checks never balance
—and words will not pay
(The New Room: March, 2021)
There was a young woman who stayed persistently unemployed
Not having a job, or any work, made her feel overjoyed
Drawing her fine government check
To complainers, said “What the heck!”
Which made those working around her considerably annoyed.
May 27, 2021
Tis an ode to the glory
of this unemployment story
Got no food to eat
Can't even wash my feet
A quick way to get cash- go on Maury!*
8th place in the "Economical Woe Limericks" contest by
Carolyn Devonshire
*The Maury Povich Show- similar to
Jerry Springer.
A. Green
Here I sit
in the room
I have recently fixed
up
I hope the
game
which I have been playing
moves me into something productive
The sorrow
which was known
to me
for many years
has come back into
my consciousness
Yes, I've got the
unemployment blues
Form:
The kettle is bubbling,
Youths are whistling,
Police on the run.
Nation angry,
Children hungry,
Bellies empty.
Riots rising,
Mothers bawling,
Cities burning.
Communication breaking,
Recession increasing,
Unemployment growing.
Politicians assembling,
Britain crumbling,
People worrying,
Population dividing.
Babies... Children... Mealtime... Cooking...
Food... Agriculture... Farms... Failure...
Economy... Disaster… Jobs... Unemployment...
Food-Banks... Bankruptcies... Suicides...
Health... Resilience... Struggle... Overcome...
Unity... Cooperation... Triumph … Relief...
Smiles... Joy... Love... Peace... Truth... Messiah
Form:
covid-19 deaths,
unemployment on the rise...
so is homelessness.
the pain very real
our ship of state is living...
a complete nightmare.
no relief in sight
not quite a happy new year...
lifeline held hostage.
Date written: 12/27/2020
They're splashed across the tube again
To me they're nothing but a pain!
Promising me great health care
And luxuries beyond compare
An end to crime and unemployment
Massive wealth and much enjoyment
Republican or Democrat
They all just make their wallets fat!
I don't believe a word they say
They're all con artists anyway!
Thank your nation
for educating you
with your participation
but do not blame her
for your unemployment
the nation that educated you
with your participation
cannot employ you
without your participation
Creative mind you got
manipulative skills you have
loving heart you in your charge
survival skills a reality
then why not kneel
and worship your nation?
(This is a fictional poem)
I was a rich Hollywood producer but now I'm broke.
My last film ruined my career and that's no joke.
I didn't know that my movie would flop.
My wife left me because there was no money for her to shop.
It's embarrassing to go from being a millionaire to being in the unemployment
line?
I just got a new job, does anybody need their shoes shined?
Form:
My hobby is doing little
I sit around all day and just fiddle
Staying in bed
All day like I'm dead
You may think I am a jerk
Because I never work
And you know what is funny
My hobby doesn't require any money
Please don't think I am bum
Can't you see I'm having fun
Hobbies are for our enjoyment
My hobby is unemployment
Hobbies Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
1/31/19
ELLIPSE
Swing me out in a gravitational arc into
the ether way out fast, reach my apogee
start my descent back to earth. Bit rough this time,
turbulence shakes me, back to the dump joke shop joke shop.
Sign on the line, give me my giro. Yeah, I’m part of the jump
in unemployed figures! No future, no job, no mortgage.
Held in place by gravity skull moon eclipse of unemployment.
Eternally.
I close my eyes
and my world is so beautiful
filled with happy, loving people
full of jobs and security
no one ever goes hungry
I want to keep my eyes closed forever,
but instead I open them
to a trashy unkept America
filled with anger, hateful people
full of unemployment and laziness
some people go hungry, because
they can't afford food
and i just want to close
my eyes again
to envision "my world"
Self-crippled arrayed in abundance
Too poisonous to move, to dance
Striking a medicare deal
Reeling in unemployment checks
Our disabled bodies left to hang
From crippling blows
The pressure of expectation
Lynching sanity
Propping self-delusion on stilts
Searching for rights
The reason to exist
In a muddled play by play
Blessed are those in spirit
Accepting power over their destiny
Accepting free will
And the test of time