The grifter’s stock, it soared so high, On whispers, smoke, and gilded lie, A kingdom built on shaky ground, A gilded name, a hollow sound. The ticker flashed, the screens aglow, With promises the wind would blow, But every bubble’s bound to burst, The truth comes knocking, unrehearsed. Down, down it fell, like fading gold, No story left for it to hold, From dizzy heights to bitter zero, The fall of a self-made hero. And never back, no second rise, The market’s done with gilded lies, For in the end, what’s built on greed Can never grow or truly lead. So let it sink, let dust reclaim, The folly born from empty fame, A caution tale, in shadows cast- No fortune built on lies will last
@claytraderАй бұрын
quite the poet...
@truthlogicloveАй бұрын
@@claytraderpeople brainwashed by media have been sharing this whenever their TDS triggers. All it took was your technical analysis. Crazy how feeble people are emotionally from polititainment. To think, people go to search things like youtube, endless possibilities, for things they can't seem to tolerate just so they can talk trash to ghosts in front of people who could generally care less. Weird times.
@claytraderАй бұрын
oh, I didn't realize this was a copy and paste. I'd never seen it before.
@dlbok7996Ай бұрын
❤
@claytraderАй бұрын
:-)
@docbreezy4900Ай бұрын
Is no one talking about GME?
@claytraderАй бұрын
Good point. I'll try and take a look at that one Monday.