It’s frustrating that unemployment continues to be a recurring problem among young people. This poem expresses that.
Unemployment. A recurring problem,
Showing no sign of going away,
No matter what you might hear them say.
Youth unemployment figures,
Yo-yoing up and down,
But not actually telling the full story,
Not revealing the full extent of the problem.
Young people like hamsters,
Running round and round in a wheel,
Asking for experience, but first needing experience,
So getting none and getting nowhere,
Whirling around in their feelings of despair.
Some have graduated,
Holding a rolled up piece of paper that serves no purpose;
Some haven’t thrived in education,
Hiding skills they’re not given a chance to show.
In need of that money,
Some youth find themselves in the Job Centre,
Having to take money from the system,
That may have screwed them over.
A depressing experience,
Usually making them feel worse,
When advisors make you feel it’s your fault,
That you can’t find work.
Instead of being helpful…
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