Ed Kay Poet Rhyme

The Tariff Wars

There are no bombs, nor guns ablaze
No killing fields or bloody sands
Yet world is driven into craze
From “sweet old home” to distant lands

Mosaic shattered on the wall
To shreds is ripped old gobelin
Oh why, but why we started brawl
The one we cannot ever win?

I want to think there was a cause
A noble path to richer life
Yet what has started with applause
Created very bitter strife

The tariff wars. Why on this watch?
We shall be paying for it all
The great intend is being botched
As wheels come screeching to a stall

Old broken ties, folks out of play
Long harvest comes with little corn
In time all heals, storm goes away
But leaves dismay, fatigue and scorn 

Can’t act as bully among friends
And even less among the foes
“Put in your place” is how it ends
And often with a bloody nose

The shortage’s coming, doubt not
And price, sky-high. Which we OKayed
Big boys be fighting, with us caught
In vicious senseless trade blockade

I want a win for our side
And pot of gold at rainbow’s end
Must walk through anger, pain and snide
While tariff wars are global trend

April 28, 2025

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