a rebel’s dream,A ledger flows, a silent stream,No kings, no vaults, no gilded cage,A ciphered dawn on freedom’s page.

Through blocks it builds, a chain of trust,Miners hum in clouds of dust,A puzzle solved, a coin takes flight,Power forged in endless night.

The market sways, a wild ballet,Fortunes rise, then fade away,A hodler’s faith, a skeptic’s scorn,In Satoshi’s seed, a world reborn.

Beyond the grasp of central hands,It whispers hope to distant lands,A currency of bits and will,Bitcoin climbs the endless hill.