The markets are down 2 & a quarter %

banish the hubris,

toss away the choice words,

spoken by rotten broken tongues,

silence the chorus of appalled shock.

shred the sermons,

burn down the gory edifices,

the churches, mosques, temples,

for mutedly hushed their Gods they mock.

drain the sewage,

flush away the insidious odour,

seeping up from malls, homes, carnivals,

put them in a closet and weld the key to the lock.

shut it all off,

turn out the lights,

pull the damned plug,

but hold onto that blue-chip stock.