Troubles in realms both near and far,
Air strikes into Afghanistan from Pakistan,
A sinful feast for the carrion crow and tar,
Driven by cross-border militants' plan.

In the land of the rising sun, stocks dost climb,
Led by scribes of circuits and keepers of lands,
The yen doth yield, becoming but a lame mime,
Awaiting the Bank of Japan's commanding hands.

Yet in fair Singapore, a tale of duress and cheer,
Exports of oil-less goods in February did decline,
Yet hope awakes, for recovery appears near,
In this tapestry of trade, a divine, enigmatic sign.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur