End of game
It is all in our hands
And yet we play with IT
Like fools
Irresponsable
With life
With nature
With menkind
With God
Never grown up kids
Rotten, corrupt, spoiled
Depraved, degenerated
Wickened
And then
The white knight
Dressed like an angel
Defeating them all
Very often
Does not show up
Leaving all
To bad devices
game over