The Fed stands at the river’s gate,
One word can shift the market’s fate.
A rate hike may slow the flow,
A steady hand may calm the show.

In Nigeria, ₦2.70 trillion flows in,
A tide of cash, where shifts begin.
Like rain that feeds the fields below,
It stirs the markets as money flows.

Bonds may rise, and yields may bend,
As funds seek paths where gains might end.
The river moves, the markets sway,
New tides may shape the coming day.

Yet cash alone cannot guarantee,
A rising market or prosperity.
For those who watch the currents turn,
Patience and wisdom guide returns.