I am gonna invest in the stocks;
Do u hear? My dear mom! ! !
Yes I do, but remember my son;
Investing is serious, It aint no fun.
Don't worry Mom!
I know how to play.
How to get in;
And get out next day.
At times I shall buy;
Without paying full.
U know these OPTIONS? ? ?
Used by a BULL.
I know how to short,
And then cover it up.
Money this way;
Shall fill my cup.
No worries mom,
As nimble footed I am.
Never shall set my morning SUN.
Large caps are boring
Mid caps are now dull too
I have spotted some pennies Mom
For my dreams to Quickly come through..
Then I shall buy a car;
And a dream home too
Mom you just wait;
For this Bull Run to come through.
A big guy is a friend of mine;
Gave me some tips, over the wine.
He pulls the string and makes big buck;
He's the king, who writes his luck, .
In his company, there are only a few
And I am one of them;
That's true.
Mom kept mum, perhaps knew outcome.
Options, trading, tips and fun;
Leads to happiness for none.
The son came back one night bit dull;
The storm destroyed his boat's hull.
The friend was gone and so was gain;
All he was left with, was hope and pain.
No car for now and surely no dream home;
No tours to Paris, no holiday in Rome.
Realized the son, the market rules
In the end.
Its a phenomenon, not a trend.
Unfortunately one doesn't hear its music;
One doesn't learn the trick;
Till he gets from market;
A firm kick.
a very good msg portrayed... greed ruins life. n we shud invest our money very carefully... a touching n well scripted piece..
Very nicely written in such a simple language. The son came back one night bit dull; The storm destroyed his boat's hull. The friend was gone and so was gain; All he was left with, was hope and pain. This stanza is the total gist of message about avoiding the hasty greedy ideas of becoming rich all of a sudden. Very good. A great message to those who want to be rich over night! Congrats.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Seen the film 'Wall Street? ' Greed is good! But, as you've mentioned in one of your poems about America and its present state of affairs...Something to do with the greatness of greed? A hiccup only? Hope so. Since you are in the thick of the action, you know better! ! Cheers. Subroto