Again?!

I wrote this poem, to burst out my feeling in our every month situation, we're we keep on waiting the verdict of our employment status.

Oh ,it strike us again,

it feels the same every time it came,

different words to describe

But one is just right

you can’t tell it up right

 

memo we’re waiting

Whose names are written

in a piece of paper

that tells us whose services will not be needed.

 

oh come on who could tell?

we worked hard to plead.

just give us what we need

not a word to concede

for this job we love in deed

 

I hate this feeling

but it keeps on banging

in a wall i keep on talking

i hate to feel like this for the next month coming

 

another set of names to be written

i can’t bare the pain of reality ringing

in my ears it keeps on calling,

next month there will be another hunting.

 

How i wish to meet fairies for me to ask three wishes.

I will not think of something big

Instead just to give us a break

for this situation

Not be in repetition.