Australia's heart wrought with decline,
Her shares they waver, weave and twine.
Yet, een in loss, stand with head held high,
Like the north star gleaming in midnight sky.

By Odin's ravens, risk's shadow grows long,
In Asian lands, where markets throng.
USD/SGD sees the rise yet churns,
Like a sea beast in the deep fjord, it yearns.

In distant Gaza, the war-horns blare,
The fight intense, distress and despair.
Israel and U.S., a clash unseen,
Like storm and sea on a field serene.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur