Extrapolation fails me now I’m old.
The past is no predictor, we’ve been told,
of stock market performance. Such is true
in fact, more than we ever dreamed or knew,
for disconnects are booming big and bold.
No vision of tomorrow can be sold
when knowledge of today is uncontrolled.
The history of culture gives no clue.
The weather grows too violent, too cold
or hot – we’re stuck, and no one gets paroled.
Our politics plants wisdom in the few.
The vectors fade or hide from me and you;
the ether interweaves a mass blindfold.