JOB SEEKERS
“Come for jobs,”
reads the advert on the street.
Back home, they
rush to prepare themselves
For the newly found
opportunity
They wash clothes
spotless clean, bathe, brush their shoes and iron
All is done hastily
Highly optimistic of
the future.
Off they go early
morning
Only to find many
others, one job is sought
Now they are
pessimistic
They are afraid of
one another.
But this talkative
guy seems to know everyone- including the manager
Before long, ‘friendships’
emerge in groups
They interact
together.
“Get ready for the
interviews,” shouts an official
And the friendships
cease, dead silence reigns
One by one they are
interviewed
And leave without a
word
Anxiety overrides
them.
Tomorrow they visit
the notice board
Some are taken on
and they are all smiles
Many miss out and
their expressions say it all,
It is the beginning
of yet another ordeal-
Of job seeking
The struggle
continues
It’s not yet uhuru.
Rurekyera Geofrey
Rurekyera Geofrey
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