Risk Management Poem

 In the realm where ventures dare to tread, Risk management stands, its banner spread.

A dance of chance in the business domain, Where perils lurk, and fortunes wane.

With keen eyes, it surveys the field, Where uncertainties lie,

concealed. In the labyrinth of possibility's maze, It charts a course, through

stormy days.

Like a vigilant sentinel, it guards the gate, Against the whims

of fate, it stands innate. For every venture, every bold endeavor, It's the

steady hand, the tether forever.

In the heart of chaos, it finds its grace, Navigating tumult

with measured pace. Through the ebbs and flows of tide and trend, It guides the

ship, until the journey's end.

Risk management, a silent knight, Wielding wisdom, wielding

might. In the tapestry of fate, it weaves its thread, A guardian, a shield,

where perils tread.

So let us honor this noble art,

For it safeguards dreams, it

guards the heart. In the dance of risk, it's the guiding star, Risk management:

the beacon from afar.