Pygmalion

 

The cordons of existence are constricting

For the keepers of the dream have let us down,

Who will buy tomorrow if performances are hollow

Causing all the global spectators to frown?

 

American has been the silk pyjamas

Since ’45 they’ve lead the world’s display

In health and wealth and brandishing the muscle

But in recent times it seems they’ve seen their day.

 

For since Clinton’s time the National debt has spiralled

They’ve departed brushfire wars in disarray,

Default now looms obscene with disharmony supreme

With Congressional leaders ranting in the fray.

 

The fiasco of a Government held to ransom

By a faction of extremist’s from the right,

Whilst the greenback in decline won’t change water into wine

The dire threat of fiscal chaos causes fright.

 

So global confidence is fading in the dollar

And the watchers shake their heads in blank despair,

For the willingness to follow is now a bitter pill to swallow

When the USA’s rock steadiness aint’ there.

 

So, what’s around the corner for tomorrow?

What aspirants are waiting in the wings?

With a fading USA perhaps it’s China’s turn to play

Though that’s going to mean adjustments made to things.

 

Of course we’re venturing into territory’s unchartered

And the crystal ball consulted, isn’t clear

But one thing I can assure, if this is what we must endure,

Is that our tomorrows will be something, now, to fear.

 

Marshalg

Auckland N.Z.

19 October 2013