Against the land of Abraham came the Hamas’ wrath,
With Persia’s help, their deadly path becomes a ghastly math.
Yet the peace promised remains a mere fable,
When Tehran stirs the pot on the Middle East’s table.
In the East where the dragon’s breath ignites,
Therein lies an imbalance of financial frights.
Those who lent their coin to indebted towns,
May soon see their fortune wearing frowns.
The Federal reserve, it recklessly treads,
Listening to the markets, through which folly spreads.
Thought to raise rates, yet it does resist,
Tis' a theory that merits a skeptic's list.
