Immutable Echoes

Digital chrome on a one-way street

Where every promise is concrete

Five billion lost in the ether's glow

A silent scream the ledgers know

The scanner's pulse, a cold green line

Searches for flaws in the grand design

But human eyes see the logic's ghost

The subtle threat that hurts the most

We audit the ghost in the machine

Make every fragile function clean

A public ledger, crystal bright

Guarding the code in neon light

The re-entrant phantom calls its name

An overflow to fuel the flame

Optimize the gas, a silent cost

Before the final trust is lost