Here's to the ones

Here’s to the ones who are always applying,

The never stop trying, the never say dying,

The I’ve just dm’ed you, or sent my cv,

The “I would be perfects I’m sure you agree.”

Here’s to the ones who are left in the cold,

For no earthly reason except that they’re “old,”

And those you’d consider a perfect contender

Except for the fact they are of the wrong gender.

Here’s to the ones who still hope against hope,

And never give up despite nope after nope,

Who never succumb or give into dejection,

And keep bouncing back after every rejection.

Here’s to the ones with their hopes all but dashed,

or those with their day rates repeatedly slashed,

The poor souls who find that their payment’s delayed,

By assholes who don’t give a shit if they’re paid.

Jeers to the ones who don’t ever respond,

and leave us to wallow in depths of despond,

A strange limboland twixt hopeful and dread,

Like Schrodinger’s cat, neither living nor dead.