Hi, I did a search for a poetry thread and didn't find one, so I thought it would be a nice idea to start one, especially because I have a poem to share! I have a big upcoming poetry assignment coming up for my creative writing class and so I'm writing about everything I can think of. After witnessing the recent turmoil in the markets, and having being personally affected by it also, I came up with it. It took me about 2 hours to write but I think I'm going to keep it as it is, since I have other poems that still need to be written. I hope you like it. Also, if you have any stock market/trading related poetry that you would like to share, please do so! I know some of you are out there <b>The Show</b> Lies and deceit and contempt And guilt and shame do not discourage The clowns who wear their Armani suits With neckties along with their slimy grins; They have no shadows And serve their god-- but not the Same <i>God</i>-- we trust. <i>Do not listen to the naysayers friend The screaming behind the walls is but an act, I guarantee you that the show will Be thoroughly entertaining, You will be surely rewarded! Come one come all, don't be afraid, Ye of little faith, come one come all!</i> Greed and fear and magic tricks, The bailout is black magic The ventriloquist performs flawlessly-- Hypnotizing with the dummy's eyes Mammon is behind the talking heads' Who does the thinking for them. <i>This contract cannot be unwritten, You signed your name on the line See here, and here and here? Look, the fine print clearly states The risks involved, there's always two Sides to the coin. Itâs only business.</i> Fresh victims, raped and robbed, Everyday-- and on the hour-- Pigs to the slaughter, Eager to see the show... <i>Buy, Buy! Sell, Sell! Be hypnotized by the money flow! Up, Up! Down, Down! Watch it, as it goes!</i> The next act-- The grand finale: It will place the pigs in disbelief, The whips will be brought out, The lion will jump through fire, The lady will be sewn in half; Her rich blood will be spilled, And the pigsâ horrified squeals Will only lead more fools to the line. :eek:
A poem called The Facebook Sonnet, but could apply to every blog, forum, chatroom on the net. Welcome to the endless high-school Reunion. Welcome to past friends And lovers, however kind or cruel. Letâs undervalue and unmend The present. Why canât we pretend Every stage of life is the same? Letâs exhume, resume, and extend Childhood. Letâs all play the games That occupy the young. Let fame And shame intertwine. Let oneâs search For God become public domain. Let church.com become our church. Letâs sign up, sign in, and confess Here at the altar of loneliness. Sherman Alexie
There once was a man named Barack Whose Re-Election came as a shock He raised the taxes I pay, and then turned marriage gay And now heâs coming after your Glock.
There was a young lady from Crewe Who said as the Gold trader withdrew The Citi trader was slicker, thicker And 2 inches longer than you !!
There was a young man from The Hamptons Who climbed The Empire State with his crampons Just as he neared the tip He lost his grip And is now flatter than you.