In the realm of finance, let me create a verse, About raising rates on debt, a matter quite terse. As the US debt grew, to an enormous sum, Raising rates led to actions that left many numb.
32 trillion in bonds, a staggering load, With rising rates, their fate took a different mode. Investors fretted, their confidence was frayed, Dumping bonds in masses, a decision they made.
A bonfire was lit, the bonds went up in smoke, Markets felt the tremors, and some fortunes broke. The flames danced high, casting shadows of doubt, A consequence of actions, a twist and a clout.
In the realm of choices, leaders stand tall, Faced with a decision that affects us all. To kill the banks or save an economy's plight, A challenging dilemma, darkness or light.
Like Kenya, France, and India in a chase, They flee on the yellow brick road, a golden embrace. Seeking refuge in security, they find solace there, A gold-backed haven, a shield from despair.
The banks tremble, their foundations quiver, While leaders ponder if they should deliver. For in their hands lies a nation's fate, To save the economy or seal its dire state.