The dollar is sliding.
The Euro picks up speed.
No wonder money slips through my fingers
Like a greased piglet
Squealing his disdain.

A graphic in the New York Times
Shows a hapless investor
Attempting to flee a rolling Euro coin
That is 75 feet tall
And somehow stands upright.

Rarely do the business pages
Of elite newspapers
Depict the dominance of capital
And the imminence of crisis
With such frightening intensity.