The market looks promising but a vicious terrain
It harbours the most unloving handlers in the game
They move around but lurk in
every portal and page
Waiting for those they see as
down-and-outs to use
The employment ladder is such an
avalanche of crap
Designed to give false hopes and
promote rivalries
A glitch that has made everyone a subset
of a system
That keeps workers busy and
desperate for survival
They belittle job seekers in
service of their own greed
Like cheap little puppets before
they even get hired
They bad-mouth new intakes as if
they have no worth
And then flutter their egos like
a drenched rooster
Most wounds are left in the ashes
of constant confusion
Hoping for a timely collision to make
peace with the pains
Of a pursuit to tell a better
story of misery and triumph
So much so they endure to enjoy
the fragments of hope
There is more to illumination
than humans can fathom
Many are comfortable in the dark
than to be rejected
By the hands that throw a switch
and darkness looms
Wondering when their nightmares
would come to an end
The shackles are finally
off the untamed beasts
The most feared predators are now
on the loose
The toothless preys are searching
for safe havens
And the hungry hunters are
praying for a lucky day
Dedicated To Everyone
The Situations Are Different But
The Reason Is The Same.
