song of investment strategies

[betteroffbad]

while riding a bus from my holiday destination
I read a magazine about asset allocation
and dozed through the night on a dreary road wending
among people assuming the world isn't ending
buy stocks and buy bonds, they said, growth is long-term
while doubt burrowed deep in my heart like a worm
that any of this would last through 2050
so why should I try to be savvy or thrifty?
still calmly they spoke of the wide rolling market
so that I felt too sad and lonely to snark it
what will we do with our dreams thin and faded
when all that we have has been reallocated
dew to the drought and pine needles to ash
that drifts in the air like the phantoms of cash