So many people cannot find
A job, a home, a mate.
They’re stuck for ages in a bind
In hopes that if they wait
Their luck will change in some respect
And things will turn around.
Employment they would not reject
Will finally be found.
A new apartment will appear,
One that they can afford
And maybe fate will somehow steer
A mate to be adored.
Perhaps that’s asking way too much,
But everyone can dream
And some stay upbeat, thinking such
A life they can redeem.
For those of us who’ve had some luck
And had those dreams come true,
We might remember being stuck,
Without the slightest clue.
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