100k

Daily Poetry

There’s no top for the digital gold,
when the monopoly money has no bottom.
When the money printer revs, the bank account bleeds, the wallet becomes famished, and the savings evaporate into fine dust.

Oh, brave Canadians, the discontent are barred from their cash, angry protesters fighting against powerful (un)elected gangs locking them away by the end of a barrel.
Alongside they stand with multitude of rebellious companies, organizations, fund raisers, and individuals, too facing the wrath of the panicking rats.

The only asset in the world acts as their lifeboat.
Uncensored, impenetrable, designed on a foundation of honesty and integrity.
100 thousand reasons to buy today, and tomorrow a million more.

There will forever be gold and silver in the ground,
Millions of tons, trillions in paper.
Only God knows how many we actually have in the vaults, as no truthful effort has reconciled their existence.

As for the coinage of math, only 21 million will ever exist,
and not a sat more.

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