FOND OF BOND WILL ONLY BECKON CATASTROPHE!

When a cobbler being asked

What is your profession?

He answered without any qualms

I mend souls

Despite he is aware that he mends soles

What a grand confession

We poor human having no capacity to distinguish

Souls are necessarily required to be mended to reduce anguish

Soles we human could endure

But souls are the nature’s true grandeur

As they only uphold human crisis with huge uproar

Awl is a symbol and mere instrumental to mend souls

Unless it is being used

How could we realize the difference between square and round hole

Awl only focused for peg

Hardly has it had any capacity to distinguish between head and leg

We forced to be diffused with an intimidation

Hoping an emerging brawl with apprehension

Ordinary common mass can emerge with a potential to cause ruckus

Who will care whether the shape is square or round to extricate from such fuss?

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I wonder about a bond

When it is forced to comply with a distinct accord

Where borrowers and lenders make an amicable accord

Both are agreed to adhere a legitimate chord

Trust, an intangible design reflects in their discerning norms

Breaching of it will yield dividends in favor of the givers decorum

Centuries long precedents followed by business protocol

Lenders and borrowers follow to maintain a status quo in a decent norms.

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Now in present financial design

Investors and borrowers both come into terms with a decent align

Trust is their only imperative

This only ensures both to thrive

Though an abstract condition infuse their spirit’

Both complement each other with a grand treat

But both are depending on mass

Not knowing how mass can revolt with ruckus

When mass will aware that they are being plundered by few

Mass alone will script the obituary of such pernicious souls to screw

Both will lose their wealth and being obliterated from human history like a deluge

They will only try to catch straw from drowning for their futile effort for refuge!