Unemployed;
While i am one who is slow to judge
While i am one who is slow to condemn
While i am one who is slow to convict
I struggle !!
Struggle to understand why i was born in this unfortunate world?
Aworld of athousand unreachable opportunites.
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why i traded my precious time,
digging my own happy grave.
citting my own despair and regret;
Because i wanted a JOB.
I struggle!
struggle so much to understand why i left my father’s hut and forgot my mothers care;
Why i spent sleepless nights reading to emerge the best,
And pilled my mother’s wardlope with amillion documents;
Instigating her pride of his brilliant son!
I still struggle!!
struggle so much to understand why me teachers sang me songs of praise
And shameless remarked “the sky is the limit”.
Why we’re deceived that we are the “pillars of tommorrow”
Yes, that tomorrow~ apromised land of milk and honey.
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why i compited for better grades and treated my eyes so often to clear my lost sight?
Why i read unceasingly to secure ascolarship at might makerere!
Hoppimg for afiner future!!
yes, i struggle to know why i skipped my funtimes to skip those frightening retakes?
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why those they visited in Benz- drive past me to their state of art offices?
With milions of dollars on their smilling accounts.
As i watch with tears in my eyes promoting them to special positions.
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why their bosses keep on asking for reccomandations?
Why i impatiently await for that call or email for my next vacancy?
i struggle to understand the secret of being born rich!
And reading lots and lots of success story?
I struggle!!
Struggle so much when my visionary leaders,
Those brillant revolutionaries that shaped me in this unfortunate world!
i struggle, when they shamelessly offer my last hopes to the SONS OF THE RICH!!!
I struggle!
Laying heedlessly on those beautiful streats
with my excellent papers in my empty hands;
i scream powerlessly!!!!!!
I want that JOB!!
james kakuru
Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 9:25 PM UTC
Unemployed;
While i am one who is slow to judge
While i am one who is slow to condemn
While i am one who is slow to convict
I struggle !!
Struggle to understand why i was born in this unfortunate world?
Aworld of athousand unreachable opportunites.
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why i traded my precious time,
digging my own happy grave.
citting my own despair and regret;
Because i wanted a JOB.
I struggle!
struggle so much to understand why i left my father’s hut and forgot my mothers care;
Why i spent sleepless nights reading to emerge the best,
And pilled my mother’s wardlope with amillion documents;
Instigating her pride of his brilliant son!
I still struggle!!
struggle so much to understand why me teachers sang me songs of praise
And shameless remarked “the sky is the limit”.
Why we’re deceived that we are the “pillars of tommorrow”
Yes, that tomorrow~ apromised land of milk and honey.
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why i compited for better grades and treated my eyes so often to clear my lost sight?
Why i read unceasingly to secure ascolarship at might makerere!
Hoppimg for afiner future!!
yes, i struggle to know why i skipped my funtimes to skip those frightening retakes?
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why those they visited in Benz- drive past me to their state of art offices?
With milions of dollars on their smilling accounts.
As i watch with tears in my eyes promoting them to special positions.
I struggle!!
Struggle to understand why their bosses keep on asking for reccomandations?
Why i impatiently await for that call or email for my next vacancy?
i struggle to understand the secret of being born rich!
And reading lots and lots of success story?
I struggle!!
Struggle so much when my visionary leaders,
Those brillant revolutionaries that shaped me in this unfortunate world!
i struggle, when they shamelessly offer my last hopes to the SONS OF THE RICH!!!
I struggle!
Laying heedlessly on those beautiful streats
with my excellent papers in my empty hands;
i scream powerlessly!!!!!!
I want that JOB!!
james kakuru
The peom is based on atrue story. the ironics of life that james encountered in his home country. After years of hard struggles at school, reading success stories and scooping better grades, his fate still determimed his worth. Its only rich that are rich with jobs and better carrer not hard work and excellence. Unemployed 😭