In the realm where numbers whisper,
A tapestry of wealth and need,
Invisible hands shape destinies,
Economics, the silent creed.

From bustling streets to quiet homes,
Supply and demand in endless chase,
The balance of trade, a delicate waltz,
In every coin, a human face.

Nations rise on fiscal tides,
Policies weave futures bright,
Yet shadows linger in the margins,
Where equity eludes the light.

Hope clings to innovation’s spark,
In the dance of markets and dreams,
For in each choice, a world is made,
Economics, the silent stream.