### 2011 Sports cars for the wealthy few, he built with practiced hands, While promising the common folk would drive them 'cross the lands. Rockets failed and workers ailed in factories unsafe, “Next year, cars will drive themselves!” Most thought the man was great. ### 2013 He spoke of vacuum tubes to whisk us faster than the breeze, An ancient notion claimed as his, investors pleased with ease. “To Mars we’ll go!” he boldly claimed, “Self-driving comes next year!” Whistleblowers faced his wrath—still most refused to hear. ### 2015 Brain implants left animals in suffering and pain, Scientists fled in droves as ethics went down the drain. Removed the lidar, cut the costs, “Self-driving comes next year!” Stock prices manipulated, yet few expressed their fear. ### 2017 He claimed to found the company that predated his time, Rewrote his history with ease, none called it quite a crime. Cold gas thrusters, semi trucks—promises grand and wide, “To Mars by twenty-twenty-four!” Some doubts began to rise. ### 2019 He called a diver “pedo guy” for saving children’s lives, The pandemic rules “fascist chains,” as workers fell and died. Wrong ventilators sent to those who needed help to breathe, “Self-driving comes next year!” Fewer continued to believe. ### 2021 A platform bought and stripped of guards that kept the hatred low, Conspiracy and falsehoods spread like wildfire in the snow. “Full self-driving price increase!” for technology not there, “Mars bases coming any day!” More people grew aware. ### 2023 His own child cast aside when she revealed her true self’s form, While claiming he stood firm for speech, a champion through the storm. His AI named for racist tales, his satellites debris, “Self-driving next year, we promise!” Most could finally see. ### 2025 The Government Efficiency czar dismantled from within, A Nazi salute displayed with pride, no longer hiding sin. His empire crumbling day by day, the tunnels just sinkholes, “Mars colonies postponed again!” Yet some refuse to know. The solar tiles never worked, the batteries catch fire, The charging networks fall apart, the situation dire. A decade spent believing lies, excuses without end, Yet some, invested far too deep, still call the man their friend.