Once, there was a wager in the air
a quiet, half-mocking debate:
Who would touch 4,000 first $ETH or the A-shares?
We scoffed then.
“A-shares?” we said,
“Stuck at 3,000 forever.”
Our laughter was loud, careless, confident.
Now look at the ledger of time.
Gold climbs to $5,000.
The Shanghai Composite walks past 4,100,
steady, unbothered.
And $ETH
my $ETH
still can’t find its footing at 3,000,
still wandering, breath unsteady.
Back then, we E-guardians laughed out in the open,
voices sharp, chests proud.
Today, we don’t argue.
We don’t mock.
We just lower our eyes—
and cry in silence.
