In the bustling streets where numbers play,
The dance of markets sways and shifts,
Echoes of trade in the light of day,
Where dreams and fortunes drift.

The rise of hope in bullish trends,
As whispers of wealth ignite the air,
Yet shadows loom as the cycle bends,
A fragile balance, beyond compare.

In the heart of commerce, a silent song,
Of supply and demand, a delicate weave,
Where choices ripple, right or wrong,
In the grand tapestry, we believe.

Yet through the storm of boom and bust,
Resilience finds its gentle grace,
For in the dust we place our trust,
In the endless economic race.