Unemployed Poems - Poems about Unemployed

In the hallowed halls of healing, dreams were once sown, A path chosen by duty, not a path of our own. Driven by a mother's wish, I stepped in that domain, A journey prescribed, a white coat, a stethoscope's refrain. Yet, one day I diverged, took a different trail, Ventured into markets where fortunes set sail. Risky waters of finance, lessons...

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A girl rotting A girl alone She is still for hours She is still forgotten A girl downtrodden A girl down on her luck She is drunk on misery She wakes hungover on woe A girl runs on decaf A girl sleeps away She is ruined by the hope She is stuck on pause A girl with thought and drive A girl without a way She is shell...

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The streets are filled with crying men, filling the gutters up with tears. As we walk from our final shift, that’s fed us for a hundred years. Eleven hundred jobs vanished, like a leaf caught upon the wind. And Canton North Carolina, will never be the same again. What’s in store for us tomorrow, no one can ever really know. When your faith is...

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Regina city councillors under fire For ad campaign’s not looked at prior How someone did not think to inquire Check the news if you think me a liar This province had some odd news breaks Like the Tim Hortons with the snake… The moose in the school for hoof’s sake But this capital city goof takes the cake I suppose they were hoping...

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For crying out loud America!. Because of you I'm unemployed! I can no longer threaten you with violence.. And I'm really very annoyed. It's my job to make you fearful.. I'm an extremist and political threat.. But you are shooting each other in mass numbers.. And that was my job.. or did you forget? How can I now be a Martyr? You've stolen...

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lucky are those who work... unlucky are those who don't have employment...are not lazy ...

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About unemployed people, I have many jokes, Unfortunately, not even one of them works....

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We're unemployed we're jobs seekers we're graduate in the streets leaving our hometown for a greener pasture. We're enthusiastic eloquent and full of vim to conquer and make our dreams a reality. Our reality is shattered we live in anguish. We clamored for a better tomorrow but see a bitter tomorrow We're unemployed, merit isn't checked...

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Trump's government's a total wreck The unemployed could wring his neck They needed relief But found only grief With a Trump Reality Cheque...

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An old cow Bholi and it's cub were running Hard to save their lives from the flogging A young boy having stick with lather laced Was chasing them, showering flogs with mighty hand. Bhola: Mom, why we are beaten so bitterly? What are our faults today? My young blood is running hard in veins I want to teach him a...

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His oars (mind, arms, and legs) were insufficient as propellers to earn a living. In the underground´s nasty passageway; or was in his life´s nasty passageway? Anyway! There, he, like an imbecile, sat, another torn mendicant, holding up his hand to indifferent passers-by, asking for a gaze or just a word of hope. Hope! What hope? - The hope that...

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The Hearts of the Unemployed are Destroyed. Life becomes a worry lack of jobs lack of money like a struggle of network many people do not work even though they qualify they are rejected when they apply no job opportunities to help their communities day and night it's stress pain is what they dress The hearts of the unemployed are day and night destroyed. Drencho POET Loads...

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I sit here wondering What to say My words exhausted Throughout the day The kids they ask me What have I done Hows my day gone Have I had fun To this my reply Its always the same Been down the dole Passed the day in vain After working All my life to date I...

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Part of the Unemployed What if I were to be paranoid Of some things is there a void Or maybe what I stipulated By now has become outdated I am now part of the unemployed. Jim Horn http://www.poetrysoup.com/poets/top_100_poets_most_poems_all_time.aspx...

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Being suddenly unemployed I leave winter behind and welcome the chance to open the new door to spring....

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