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The Classified Blues (Autumn's Challenge)
by Catherine Wilson (Age: 32)
copyright 12-14-2002


Age Rating: 13 to 127

 
I have no career.
It makes me so blue.
Despite how I try,
there's no work to do.

I scan through the paper.
I search on the net.
Praying for something,
any job I can get.

The bills just keep coming;
there's no way to pay.
I get calls from collections.
They call everyday.

They yell and they curse me
but my ex they can call.
If they get support payments,
they can keep it all.

And so I keep writing.
I've no more to lose.
Because I'm still fighting
these classified blues.




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04-14-2008 Susan Brown    

When I see a poem like this my mind thinks...what happened next? How did they rise above this temporary (I hope) setback of being unemployed. The thought of bills piling up sets off my inner panic button. Makes me wish the bus of opportunity pulled up at your door the moment you laid down the pen.

Blessings sent in abundance, your direction.
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