First day of classes
Unskilled Intellectual
Labour crowds the halls
Hmm a fine intrigue in brevity. Sounds like a paradoxical one. Kudos! Plz do read and comment my newest poem too titled, ' squash the hate hate bug'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Classes full of prospective PH D's who will end up driving taxis. What a waste!