Posted by: poeticlibrarian on: May 13, 2009
It’s rather aggravating,
when a call you’re expecting,
when a call you’re dreading—
doesn’t come.
You wait with anticipation
careful not to use the phone—
in case the calls comes through.
Yet hour after hour passes,
without a single call.
Even more maddening
you can’t call them
so there’s no way
of figuring out about
the delay.
Yet, they have no problem
creating delays:
for your day
for your payments
for bills being paid
for your life.
Wouldn’t it be nice
if they had
an ounce of empathy
for the plight of the unemployed.
People who want nothing more
than a paycheck
to provide for themselves
and their families.
Then, maybe,
they would feel the aggravation
of having to wait for a call
that never comes.
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