Hedging the Storm’s Wrath

Hedging the Storm’s Wrath

In secret chambers, moneyed minds devise,
A cunning game that profits from demise,
Hedge funds lurk, their eyes fixed on the gloom,
As disaster looms, their riches shall bloom.

With cataclysms, these bonds intertwine,
Upon calamity their fortunes align,
Profit from devastation’s bitter taste,
As victims suffer, their wealth goes to waste.

Behold the market swell, a massive tide,
$45 billion reached, greed cannot hide,
From hurricanes to earthquakes, every whim,
A nightmare’s currency, dark and grim.

Invest, they say, in chaos and despair,
These wolves of finance, relentless and rare,
A moral compass lost, a twisted dance,
The world’s misfortune, their best chance.

Yet ‘midst this darkness, light begins to grow,
A stirring hope, that we may overthrow,
For every bond that fuels their thriving greed,
Together we shall rise, and intercede.

Let us reclaim this realm from their command,
Unite our voices, take a righteous stand,
With knowledge, empathy, and strength combined,
A future where true prosperity we find.