Poem on hawk token

Above the sky, the eagle sings,

With sharp eyes and powerful wings.

The shadow of the wood god has vanished,

The killer's coin is now flying high.

The coin of freedom spreads its wings,

Hope and strength move forward together.

Musk loves it, there's no doubt,

A bright future, a dream to look forward to.

Musk's belief brings joy to the crowd,

The crown of the meme king is near at hand.

The highest market value ignites the flame,

The eagle rises, its name forever passed down.

After the storm and rain, dawn breaks,

The dream eagle comes to guide the way.