On the morrow's break, Bunds stand unswayed,
Whilst the Fed's decree is yet to be played.
In the marketplace's perceptual glade,
A Commerzbank's foresight, keenly laid.

In the east, a pastor from the fray is hoist,
Chinas grip uncoils, a choice voiced.
David Lin, aged three score and eight,
From wrongful detention, finds freedoms gate.

In the land of the free, a danger struck,
An assassin's attempt, by fortune amuck.
Trump, untouched, the assailant swayed,
In the strong arm of justice, the villain laid.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur