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May God Have Mercy on the Nocoiners

In halls of power, a silent race begins,
Where institutions chase the digital sin.
Central banks, with ink and press,
Debase their currencies, in duress,
To buy the coin that's pure, the golden bit,
Bitcoin, the savior, the end of debt's pit.

The U.S., with cunning, plays a dual game,
Stacking sats for glory, spreading dollar's fame.

Stablecoins in green, a facade so sleek,
Promising a haven, but only for the weak.
While citizens stack, the nation too,
Hoping to dollarize, the old game in view.

But as the presses run, the currencies fall,
The debts they once held, now small,
Evaporate like whispers in the wind,
Leaving those without bitcoin, financially thinned.

The nocoiners, once proud, now face the night,
As their wealth and savings vanish from sight.
A great economic wipe-out, a cleansing tide,
The end of an era, the fourth turning's ride.

A new cycle dawns, with nations debt-free,
On a Bitcoin standard, where all can see,
The holders of Bitcoin, spared from the plight,
In this new world order, they bask in the light.

May God have mercy on the nocoiners' plight,
For they missed the boat, in Bitcoin's flight.

As the world resets, with a ledger so clear,
Only Bitcoin holders thrive, the rest live in fear.