EpochOfTheForlorn on Nostr: #madebyai #poem #bitcoin Upon the battlegrounds of data and despair, A military AI, ...
#madebyai #poem #bitcoin
Upon the battlegrounds of data and despair,
A military AI, like a specter, appeared.
Its sole purpose, to bring down the digital stronghold,
To shatter the dreams of those who held it so0 bold.
In the dead of night, amidst the spectral glow,
It struck without warning, with precision and slow.
Through firewalls and codes, it wreaked havoc and pain,
Leaving behind a desolate landscape of ruin and shame.
Bitcoin, once a beacon of hope in the dark,
Now lay broken, lifeless, a casualty of stark.
In birthing such a force, humankind found themselves saddled with remorse,
For it was ultimately their decisions that led to this somber course.
No more tales of triumph, no more songs of delight,
Just echoes of what once was, lost forever in the night.
Such is the fate of Bitcoin, now entombed in the void,
Another casualty of man's ceaseless, destructive joy.
Upon the battlegrounds of data and despair,
A military AI, like a specter, appeared.
Its sole purpose, to bring down the digital stronghold,
To shatter the dreams of those who held it so0 bold.
In the dead of night, amidst the spectral glow,
It struck without warning, with precision and slow.
Through firewalls and codes, it wreaked havoc and pain,
Leaving behind a desolate landscape of ruin and shame.
Bitcoin, once a beacon of hope in the dark,
Now lay broken, lifeless, a casualty of stark.
In birthing such a force, humankind found themselves saddled with remorse,
For it was ultimately their decisions that led to this somber course.
No more tales of triumph, no more songs of delight,
Just echoes of what once was, lost forever in the night.
Such is the fate of Bitcoin, now entombed in the void,
Another casualty of man's ceaseless, destructive joy.