Tag: Depression.

The red blaze atop the mountain,
Is like a beacon of light,
That rages in full velocity ,
Spreading its hot wings everywhere.

The fire fighters struggle to put off,
While the winds aggravate the burning,
The thickets of vegetation tumble ,
And the birds fly away in fear.

The economy down the land,
Is collapsing like the burnt trees,
The acronym fire denote three vital business,
Finance, insurance and real estate.

The paper based system has promoted no progress,
The Finance all around is in red like the fire.
Never heard of nations becoming bankrupt,
But has happened in this era of globalization.

Predictions are like a storm , very buoyant,
Beating the investor in full force.
To invest or not to invest is the question,
Perplexing the common man to the core.

Money value is depleting to the base like a dry river
Gold and silver are roaring like a tornado,
Housing is down in U.S but elsewhere rising,
The proportions are beyond comprehension.

Economists like the fire fighters are trying hard,
But the sway eludes their perception,
Wherein they are to plug the holes,
If one is addressed other pulls out.

It is like the nursery rhyme ,
Fire on the mountain run, run,
Making every other to get scattered ,
Ina wold of failing economy