Verily in Guatemala, a tempest unfolds,
A Sociologist, Arévalo, bathed in center-left gold.
In Congress, his foes attempt to cast the die-twist,
Alas, they faltereth, in his rule we persist.
In Middle East realms, doth tension bloom,
Whilst oil, oft nectar, hints at gloom.
Ye knights of commerce watch with wary sight,
As U.S. attacks Houthi might, 'fore night.
Lo! See, dear brethren, the gleaming Gold rise,
V-shaped it rockets 'midst the azure skies.
The parchment of trade shines with bullish sign,
In Gold's ascendancy, our fates entwined.
