Atlas trembles and a cold wind
blows in from the markets,
indexes precipitate; in China
a man kills a cockroach to eat
causing minor fluctuations
in the fortunes of the fortunate.
The traders are in a cyclone,
predictions for sporadic gloom
interspersed with frequent slumps
flash thunder across the floor;
fog on the super highway
is backing up inflation,
crashes are expected.
A thaw is not anticipated,
banks are about to burst,
experts admit that stability,
growth and general prosperity
are as likely as being able
to unstir a spoon of sugar
from a cup of coffee.
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