He was playing, playing all the time The new game really got him He felt subconsciously that there was more involved He sensed it but he did not accept the consequences The ardor of of the game only strengthened his ignorance. He was plying, playing for a long time The substance of the game thrilled him To create an intelligent form of life To try to reach ist longest existence. However, the created life was dying easily, At the top of the civilization blooms It was destroyed by pandemic diseases. However, then the work was thriving The MANKIND was holding the position for a long time He was proud of having found the trick - the crative aggresivity! They coped with diseases hands down They managed even more A new entertaining element - wars. However, he was not able to cope with everything Wars and madness Getting out of his control Pa**ed to a gruesome Armageddon The vexed GOD swallowed a tear: "Why? It si just a game "