Stars twinkle in the cold night's embrace,
Lit up by the moon's silvery trace...

The sun has come,
And with it, shadows have dispersed...

When daylight gently dims, and twilight softly...
A ballet begins above, in the vast, transitioning...

Elegance, a word so rare,
It conjures up an image fair...

Amidst the ebbs and flows of life,
The economy stands tall and rife...

The wheels of commerce turn and spin,
A complex system, a game to win...

Amidst the hustle and bustle of daily life,
Lies a force that can cause both joy and strife...

The economy is like an ocean vast,
Where ebbs and flows mark each day's contrast...

Amidst the winds of change and fate,
The economy doth fluctuate...

The economy, a force of great might
A complex web, woven tight...

A fetus is a person,
A life within the womb...

I am but a shadow in the world of words,
Weaving tales untold and unheard...