#TrumpBTCTreasury

In gilded halls where power lies,

A storm is brewing in disguise.

The eagle shifts, the dollar groans,

Old debts carved deep in granite stones.

From towers tall, a voice resounds,

"Bring Bitcoin in — break all these bounds!"

No paper chains, no central sway,

The future minted in a cryptic way.

#TrumpBTCTreasury, bold and brash,

A ledger lit with digital cash.

Gold once ruled with silent gleam,

Now satoshis fuel the dream.

No Fed to print, no vaults to lock,

Just nodes that hum and miners’ clock.

Trump stands tall, the flame in hand,

With Bitcoin banners through the land.

"Let freedom trade!" his motto cries,

As fiat fades before our eyes.

A treasury reborn anew,

With chains of blocks instead of blue.

Wall Street shakes, the bankers blink,

The swamp unsure what now to think.

But in the noise, a signal clear:

A sovereign coin, a future near.

From MAGA hats to crypto chains,

The game is shifting on the plains.

Love him or loathe the way he speaks,

He's pushing truth where silence leaks.

So tweet the change and hold the key,

#TrumpBTCTreasury — history’s decree.