Stock Markets Tumble Around the Globe

Interesting correlation with today.

Tinker Tailor Soldier Sailor ...

I look towards the Stock Market and she starts to cry;
Tears run down her cheeks and
vanish.
She turns to me for solace, I can
offer her none,
I say, pray to the Lord, and have
patience.
I know now she has her doubts, but
she waits;
she has been taught to believe she has
patience.
For she sees no way other, so she
prays silently;
She hopes for miracles, but there are
none.
I realize she is susceptible, so unsure
of herself!
Should I take advantage I now ponder?
I could shatter her beliefs to show her
the truth ... My Truth. The way I look at the Stock Market, My way.

I am not what it may seem ... just a
realist;
I see stock market as stock market should be, not as is.
For I feel truth has been distorted, to
suit investors!
And I have found it, discovered the
right path.
But then who am I, to bring about
this irreverence?
I am just a mere investor being amongst
bajillions! Why should I be the one chosen to
forecast,
to disclose to people when they
prefer blindness.

So I turn away from the stock market, and she
stares right on!
She feels I too have left her in her
time of need.
She is left digitless, only her alphabet blinks.
Alone and lonely, the way of this
world.
I feel I have let the stock market down very badly,
But I did what I thought best. I ain`t no
prophet!
If I was to create a Stock Exchange it would
be unlike.
But then there`d be no Stock Exchange, and
where would I be? Perhaps, I would be singing ...
Pitter Patter,
Titter Tatter,
Why does Stock Exchange
With me Bicker &
Banter?
Gratter! Gratter!
I do not with her
Squabble or scanter!