My faith is shaken when I call for confidence, or
I seek to renew this vision of trust, renew my spirit.
Faith—faith in what I call traditions, institutions,
faith in all of us together. Few recognise new terms
for this faith calling us and much of Wall Street
holds its breath…the tickers are being watched,
no hope really that headlines will bring better news.
But info must be shared, and wondering if all
this will spill. We know there is a need to renew
a psychic trust. We all believe the free market
is the engine, trust the invisible hand is guided
by a higher principle, always saying to ourselves
the tide will lift all the boats, we rise and fall as one;
and markets won’t be ravished in crisis of confidence—
– from A MORE PERFECT UNION: A SERIAL POEM (forthcoming)