Dr Hitesh Sheth

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Sub Prime Crisis - Poem by Dr Hitesh Sheth

I asked to the God:
Why America is on a verge of bankruptcy?
Why all are facing a drought of currency?
Do you think anyone should bank on banks?
Which have sunk a people of all class and ranks.
What quake produced a tsunami of sub prime crisis?
Can you explain it to the men, rich in vices?
Which is a better pill, communism or capitalism?
Can you illumine it with a dose of pragmatism.
God replied:
Son! There is nothing in this world like crises;
These are hidden opportunities in disguises.
One prime lesson still you haven't succeed to learn,
One should never spend more than one earn.
In jungle of finance, if you are led by economists,
Your fortune will be devoured by a debt’s beast.
If you mortgage future joys for a moment's passions,
Holy odyssey will fail to reach a divine station.
I replied:
In future, I will never take any kind of loans,
So I don’t have to groan in a sea of moans.
Thank you for your advice, oh! Heavenly bard,
Right away I am tearing down damn credit cards.
Now I will share this poem with all my friends,
So they don’t face the crisis till their life ends.
Consider as a merit, an act of forwarding this email,
So like economist, I won’t be tormented in your jail.

Dr Hitesh C Sheth

Comments about Sub Prime Crisis by Dr Hitesh Sheth

  • (4/22/2009 8:53:00 AM)

    I have read this true reasoning before.It's good advice.I'd like to put in a request. Could you give me an honest analysis of 'Anger'? .I'd be over the moon if you could. (Report) Reply

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  • Sandra Martyres (3/11/2009 11:30:00 PM)

    Absolutely superb poem....I have thoroughly enjoyed it 10++++ (Report) Reply

  • (12/18/2008 1:28:00 AM)

    Good thoughts are here but - heavy mission for a poem.10......
    Thank you,
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  • (9/28/2008 8:17:00 AM)

    Satan puts in his word:

    Ah, Doctor Sheth
    I know about what you speak.
    The world economy is in a mess
    Of this all Governments confess.

    But the cause has nothing to do
    With credit in this confounded stew,
    It is the weakness of man
    To cheat others, if he can.

    For evil lurks within all
    As they answer my clarion call
    To gather about in disarray. -
    To hell with the future (or next day.)

    They enjoy the pleasures of the pit
    When above it they sit
    Avoiding the ways and whims
    Is for other seraphims.

    No, man is here in Godless pleasures
    Seeking to rob others of their treasures.
    Let others pay
    That is the only (and my) way!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 28, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, November 3, 2008

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