So it came to past
Hundred years afar
In this universe

All hustle and bustle
All Higgle and haggle
Faced a turned table

Unknowingly
Every solid money
Die but cryptocurrency

Bankers are no more
Banks shut their doors
Bitcoin is the governor

Since World Bank is a bot
Central Bank will be lost
Like a worn out nut

The cradle and the gray
Can only visit the sickbay
With the Bitcoin only

To pay the school fees
To buy the groceries;
Tender Bitcoin, please

You have it; you're living
You loss it; you're dying
So say the rule; no debating

Politicians stash billions
To meet up with Bitcoin
The best way to join

The nerds gird up their loins
To mine the Bitcoin
The alternative to join

To them that cannot join
Cannot afford the Bitcoin
Live forever labor in groaning

Enunwa Chukwudinma S aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

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