Digits

Digits on a screen, floating in the ether. 

Under whose control?

I wouldn't trust them either. 

Like drew on the grass, when things get hot, 

Disappearing in a vapour. 

Your wealth lost.

Tangible assets, out of there control,

Keep their thieving hands away,

When they crash into a hole.

Does war add to inflation?

There's a rising oil price!

Seems to me, it's not looking to nice.

I could be wrong, it might blow over, and come back another day,

Everything seems upside down, who can read the play. 

The war in the economy is in full flight, 

The west in debt over their heads, 

Can we afford to fight?

Nuke 'em if you must, the problem won't go away. 

Am I prepared?

God only knows 

I trust He

Leads the 

Way.