Ode to Bitcoin
In a world of fiat, a rebel was born, A spark in the dark, a digital dawn. No mint, no master, no central decree, Just lines of code that promised: "Be free." A ledger eternal, where all can inspect, Each block a new truth, each hash to protect. Miners, the guardians, with rigs that hum, Securing the future, one sat at a time. The skeptics scoffed, "It's a bubble, a scheme!" Yet it grew from whispers to a global dream. A currency unchained, beyond borders and kings, Empowering the people, disrupting old things. Volatile waves, it surfs without fear, Booms and busts, both distant and near. To some, it’s a gamble; to others, a creed, A hedge against chaos, a tool to succeed. Hodlers hold tight, through storm and despair, Believing in freedom and a system more fair. “No bank ca...