Bitcoin futures

 
Bitcoin futures

My future in a casket?
the black crows, cawing laugh

ends exit sign that flickers
my winters chilling draught

trading with the Devil
or any God that listens

my unwritten Will in blood
before my body stiffens

hear the raging clamour
the golden trading kite

 Plutus, from the floor I soar
do what the HELL I LIKE!  

unlimited potential
a never waning star

Midas jealous as can be
financing  a new Farrari car

no need to wish a fairy
with wand of sparkled rays

leading out the circus
in my ticker tape parade

I mock your green
and jealous eye

the prophet come
and cast the die

for this was predetermined
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for my last meal
found in a fortune cookie

it lead the path to riches
from poverty and pain

to live as I was destined
not scrape for riches gain

a pyramid to envy
like Tutankhamun’s tomb

unearthed prospectus
just waiting to be groomed

laughing
in the spotlight just to croon

wear the badge of envy
deaths original cheater

mine to crow the morning
existing in the ether

jumping in and oust the rest
a cuckoo feathering its nest

floating on a crested peak
as they lay me down to rest

the rockets jewelled golden streak
a bitcoin shining sleek