Black monday

 From off the office tower all hope sick and swollen
News blared the economy has fallen
A trader from the twentieth sacked
down to the stone plaque

A wall street auderve once a crack
hoping for the curvacious tongue of destiny
The crash creeped up on our sanity
Trillions lost so are we

Frowns rule the pavement
Umbrellas and financial arraignments
The forecast is for freefall
disbelief pandemic as faces become appalled

what did they fail to calculate
Hubris not evident in the debris
Red points the devilish negative growth tree
Urging cocaine addict traders to set themselves free 

You' ll never see a cent of it
Never see the sense of it
Forming the grim beginning in a species of mind rot
Inside of a uniquely farfetched conspiracy plot