Find A Job Poem by John A'Hern

The first day of realisation
School days have come to completion,
Lay in bed, confusing thoughts in my head,
No Mothers call to arouse me

Breakfast on table waiting for me
The toast tasted like nectar,
No more eating on the run,
Those days are gone, what challenges now?

Father acknowledges your presence,
Mother comments about sitting around.
Then the words that have stayed in my head
A job needs to be found.

I joined friends with the same intent
Off into this unknown World.
Factories and Banks were politely asked,
Career path? we had no idea.

Day after day reporting back
My mother listened intently.
Father popped in, now and then
Still no advice, apparently.

All worn out from the interview trail
I trudged my way back home.
Passing by an engineering place
Stopped by a friendly bloke,
Come in Son, a career awaits.

Was this a trick? Am I awake?
Walked through a door, welcomes galore
My working life had arrived.
There I stayed for 20 years
Because of a friendly bloke.