The Banking Crisis


Your sweat measured
Barrelled at the banks of the market
To be thrown in the deluge
In the hope of a golden axe golden tears

But the giving spirit
Suffers Midas’ gluttony
Stands immobile
Amidst waves
Lashing the isle of liberty.

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