A just measure enriches the whole village,

but a false weight turns neighbor against neighbor.

When money is true, labor is not in vain.

The builder lays his bricks, the farmer sows his seed,

and each strengthens the house in which all dwell.

But when money is hollow, the harvest is stolen.

The hands of the many build,

while the few take without toil.

Under fiat, the pie shrinks, and men fight for crumbs.

Brother becomes rival, and the strong devour the weak.

The ruler prints wealth for himself

and calls it prosperity,

while the people grow poor.

Under Bitcoin, the pie grows, and all partake.

No hand siphons from the well,

no secret thief debases the store.

Each man’s labor lifts another,

each saver strengthens the whole.

The wise store in that which no king can corrupt,

no banker can dilute, no thief can steal.

And as they store, they build—not only for themselves,

but for all who walk the same road.

The community that trades and stores wealth

using money resistant to counterfeit

builds the whole network up

and cultivates common prosperity.

Whereas those who partake in fiat suffer

in desperate competition with their peers,

The society built on Bitcoin

may enjoy peace and cooperation.