MY GRIEF

Fresh graduate in the market,what do you know?
Move here and there,looking for a job
All that they will do is take as cheap labor
Give you hope of better salary,better commission

Poor graduate work so hard,make money for you boss
Come early to work,live late when the sun set
Poor graduate work over time with no payment
Work on weekend,work on Eid day,work,work,work

Ask no more questions wait for end of month
Get you little cash that will feed you over the month
Do not die for hunger i feed you well
i smile with your hard work but i pay you as i want

Or i may decide to tell you you may go
I got someone more experienced than you
Poor graduate your heart is full of grief
Go back to the streets and the circle goes on and on

Rude boss am tired of mistreatment
I am leaving i would rather stay home
Rather do my own things,rather get rid of the grief
I have hope,i will prosper,i will explore


By Hafifa Bahfif