When Your Unknown Friend Lost His Job Poem by nimal dunuhinga
When Your Unknown Friend Lost His Job
He knows all of you but nobody knows him
And he was expelled from the sweat-shop yesterday
By the bearded Boss.............! He speaks American English accent though he was an Indian,
' Hey buddy here is your salary and I do not want you anymore
But still we are friends.' He said in a friendly manner.
' Yes Boss it should be like that but your calculation has an error like Indian style.........never mind Sir.......this is the land of opportunity
And I wait till the Black Sun peeps to our Ghetto.' I too replied him in a friendly manner.
* Every nut & bolt of the bridge knows the type of the proud vehicles passed.
My unlucky birth star Capricorn predicts this week.....There have been many changes going on at work.New faces are coming in your benefit.Watch how you speak so it doesn't come back to haunt you.
Nothing is so certain in life as change.I am very sorry that this has happened. Prayers for you. But in the midst of disappoinment, , you are still writing so well. That was a very profound statement about the bolts and the bridge.10 for your wonderful poetic gift. Warmest regards, Sandra
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5/7/2024 4:14:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
In times of economic upheaval it is the the immigrant often who suffers most. I like the pride in the voice of your unknown friend and feel the rage in your 'nuts and bolts' assessment of life and justice in the American workplace. A thought provoking poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥