The market

I'm trading the whole of me
weighing reasonably on scale
show casing and wagging like a tale
padding life-boat alone as I sail
penning my prices in the sky
colorfully like rainbow fly
surely hoping just to be sly
though some moments one can cry
and if you fall stand up and retry

there are two rules in trading
making it a gain or lose
'if you fail to plan you plan to fail'
so the wise man said
all I want and ever think
is just gain and success
the three hundred and sixty five
note jotter just winged off again  

one by one i count all as blessings
love and harmony
care and giving
peace and happiness
joy and worthiness in trust
believe and faithfulness

but ego and pride still bad deeds
selfishness and greed
corruption and fraud
criminality and murder
cheating, false and anger
these also are on the scales

the question will be asked
what are your commodities?
have you counted them yet?
how much have you sold?
what do you want to achieve?
I have but just a golden goal
beyond the physical
heaven is a large gain.