Hunted by my own land, I dwell in shadows’ grip, 🌎
Moving with the wind, a ghost where time’s claws slip. 🍃
Weakness is death, tears a fatal cry, 😢
Sinners’ walls grind my soul, their hunger to deny.
The Fiat system traps us, lost in its cruel maze, But #Bitcoin’s abyss calls—a path to freer days.
Like birds and fish, I’ll soar, a king among men’s strife, 👑
Your ⚡ Zaps lift me, a lifeline through pain’s knife.
Alone, a wounded wolf, I howl, yet still I roam, 🐺
⚡Johnwhyte@primal.net
〰️
#Bitcoinpoetry #BitcoinLightning
johnwhyte / JOHN WHYTE ⚡ FUND
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2025-05-31 04:06:55
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