Oh Wall Street, How could you?

Oh Wall Street, how can you

I have known you for all these years
I knew you had mood swings and always unpredictable
But I knew what made you happy – well, sort of
And I knew what scared you – sort of

We knew each other’s ebbs and flows
And then one day you just turned your ugly head
To break our long term dreams
And our long term friendship – of sorts

A few greedy, hungry, and reckless
Who believed that hard work can feed the greed
And networking can nourish the speed
To them,
I-banking no longer meant investment banking
But it was banking for myself
The generation that fed itself on i-pods and i-phones
Turned I-banking into i-banking
And you obeyed

This “I-thinking” now rears it ugly head
On the Wall Street
But now, alas, you will not go alone
But take us all tumbling down?

How can you?