When trust becomes a villain,
When trust itself pretends
How can one trust someone?
I trusted on my bank
My bank trusted the S&P and Moodys
But there was a breach.
And I am paying for the greed of the leech
There is anarchy in the markets..
Scent of the money stained in blood
While the best minds lack conviction
In this complex financial incomprehension
The tiny self is praying,
When the next rise would come!
What lies ahead is
The reality of lost dream homes,
Shattered businesses,
And perhaps a compromised future?
This Diwali ,
The Bull is long dead,
The deadly Bear is laughing,
While I am reclined on the Sofa
With the lights & moods dim..
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