The anguish flows when money dies Amid the child’s and mother’s cries It comes when scarcity is lost And money made without a cost

Taking savings, stealing time Open theft through hidden crime Stones or feathers, shells or beads These all once filled money needs

And represented hours of work Yet money died when people shirk And made more units, cheap and fast Then money died - it did not last

We work for money - you and me But central banks just print for free Fiat money - scarce no longer Loss of savings growing stronger

We need scarcity - absolute No debasement - no dispute Bitcoin provides the solution clear Thank God Bitcoin’s finally here

180 nations - use fiat today All are dying - come what may Bitcoin conquers the fiat lies Bitcoin is Hope, when money dies