The Weakness Of Gold Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Once they picked up their spade and the basket,
To run through the forest chasing after the gold,
Now in the comfort of the home, thousands invested,
In the gold with the prospect of reaping huge profit,
The non existing gold was sold for hundreds of times,
In gold future, when someone threw away their 400 tons,
Of golden hope in a day, the gold price is collapsed,
The banks have no physical gold to supply to the buyers,
They intend to pay the money for the place of precious metal,
Gold investors may get back half of what they have invested,
In terms of money, the economy of the modern day visionary,
Is based on the continuous cheating of the hearts of the weak,
Who want to be the instant millionaires with the click of the buttons,
As long as we have the weak heart that strongly beat for the currency,
The bosses of day to day markets may reap profits out of our curiosity.