Job Fair
by Edward S. Gault
A sea of faces
Formed of lines
Leading to tables
Themselves lined up
Against the walls,
each with a glossy banner.
Bold letters spell out
Companies and logos.
So, he that so recently graduated
Summa Cum Laude
And was just wed,
Obtained a mortgage.
He that the boss called his Number One Son In The Business,
With the $75 dollar hair trimming
Got his pink slip from Dad
And wades into that sea of faces
To take his place in line
For a chance at a job offered at one of the tables.
Copyright 2009
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Thursday, April 2, 2009
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