Economy subscriptions thoughts

No More Mad Rush

Gold is lying over there uncared for!

Gold is strewn over there  afar 

Gold is found in heaps and piles ,

Gold is thrown out  like broken tiles,

Gold  lies untouched by anyone,

Gold  brings lust to none,

The yellow metal lies  dormant and idle  

The shining commodity  lacks sheen and bridle,

I go on with my untrue   false ramble 

I wish it becomes a  truly real preamble.