A short poem (was part of a larger post i accidentally deleted)

Wealthy and complex,
Black Ether you trade for checks.
Blockchain rhythm challenging the system,
Modern revolution,
A system of restitution.
Our voices are ours, not the corporate powers'.
While banks try and take your dime,
Freedom over your own wealth is considered a crime.
Freedom flowers bloom in this growing room
And damn I can't wait until Ethereum reaches the moon.
-David 😀