Chika Nwokeoma

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The Unemployed - Poem by Chika Nwokeoma

It was dark when I got home
Back from another frustrating day of job hunting
My wife was in the kitchen preparing tea
I could hear soccer fans on TV.

I had tea in silence;
Presence lost to one of those frustrating days
of present and clear danger,
...redundancies, unemployment, credit crunch…
what a wasted day; I thought,
I could feel my wife watching me through my minds eye
Reading all the frustration through the lines on my fore head.

Things will be fine', she said;
I know', I mumbled
Honestly, I don’t

I finished my tea,
Hustled my used frame to the kitchen to wash up
As the house rules stipulates

Looking through the kitchen window
I watched as snowflakes falls from the sky
Each makes up a piece of a puzzle
In time, the garden was carpeted in white
Amazing; I mused
Just like a good poem.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 25, 2013


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