'Free Market' is a captive misnomer
Nothing whatsoever is free in there
Everything priced : Goods, Buyers, Brokers
Sellers including Markets themselves
As their dainted feet touch red carpets -
Rolled from doors of their glitzy slick SUVs
Mob of painted medico bellhops surround it
And usher them to luxury treatment suites
Ideal herbs are wads of greenbacks
Favored compounds are gold n silver still
Perfect universal solvent is a coinmill
Best prescriptions are in cheque-books
Bitter potion of truth remained un-sold
Even when weighed in ingots of gold
While millions milled, mobbed and raved
To buy the crumbs of sweet rotten falsehood