My First Job

Getting up in the morning

Sipping through my tea,

I used to think of a Job

covering the in and outs of my country.

Little bit Into writing 

A little bit into debating,

struggling to find my niche

and endlessly waiting.

Finally found a Job

in the city of dreams,

covering my country

day and night

learning about life in dim light.

18 hours a day

6 days a week

I saw life a little more closely.

One day got a call from a friend

Hey! You know what?

A theory suggests

'First Jobs are meant to suck.'