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[gfarber]

20. Davos Overture

There once was a banker in Davos,
Who warned that the world’s turning chaos.
“The order is cracked,
The old rules are sacked—
This isn’t a phase, it’s a status.”

In French et English Mark Carney cried,
That the fiction we loved has now died.
Great powers compete,
With no rules to keep neat—
The strong take their fill, weak abide.

“Be clear,” said the man to the hall,
“This isn’t reform, not at all.
No gentle mutation,
But a sharp separation—
A rupture that startles us all.”

The crowd rose in thunderous cheer,
While elsewhere a post did appear:
A flag-covered map,
From an A.I. app—
Where borders grew oddly unclear.

There once was a man in Davos
Who spoke of a world turned to loss.
“The story we told,
That the rules had a hold,
Was pleasant—and false at its gloss.”

He warned, with a measured despair,
That power now rules everywhere.
The strong take what’s near,
The weak learn to fear—
No court, no constraint, no repair.

“Don’t soften the word,” Carney said,
“This isn’t a path gently led.
Not transition or trend,
But a break with no mend—
An order pronounced fully dead.”

They stood and they clapped in the hall,
As if that might cushion the fall.
Polite, well-fed dread
Met with hands overhead—
A ritual masking it all.

While flags swallowed borders online,
Drawn clean by a soulless design,
A map learned to lie
At the speed of A.I.,
And conquest was rendered benign.

Outside, the snow fell unchanged,
Indifferent, white, and estranged.
Inside, men agreed
What they’d lost and might need—
Then returned to a world rearranged.