A World Awash in Goods, Awash in Woe
The global marketplace thrums with vibrant hues,
From mangoes sun-kissed to handcrafted shoes,
Yet whispers haunt the air, a mournful refrain,
"Why, oh why, must shipping costs inflict such pain?"
The Symphony of Trade, A Discordant Tune
Once, ships sailed serene, a well-orchestrated fleet,
Bearing bounty ‘cross the waves, each journey sweet.
But now, the symphony of trade strikes a jarring chord,
As costs crescendo, dreams deferred and dreams ignored.
The Winds of Change, A Tempest Unforeseen
A pandemic storm unleashed its wrathful might,
Disrupting rhythms, casting trade into the night.
Containers, once the vessels of global accord,
Now stand as silent sentries, their journeys toward
Distant shores delayed, a tangled, twisted knot,
A web of vessels waiting, fortunes dearly bought.
Fuel's Fiery Requiem, A Costly Refrain
The furnace of fuel, its hunger without cease,
Demands a heavy tribute, a siren's song of ceaseless increase.
Each vessel's journey, a dance with fire's embrace,
A scorching levy, leaving no room for grace.
“Though oceans roar and costs conspire, let empathy bridge the trade's desire.”
Landlocked Leviathans, A Chorus of Clatter
Trucks growl and rumble, iron steeds in a weary parade,
Navigating highways, their burdens dutifully swayed.
But roads congested, a tangled symphony of haste,
Exact their own oppressive toll, a relentless chase.
Bureaucracy's Web, A Tangled Maze
Forms and stamps and signatures' decree,
A labyrinthine dance, a symphony of bureaucracy.
Each document a hurdle, each signature a fee,
The hidden costs of commerce, a silent symphony.
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