Games gods

< Victoria Egorova
St. Petersburg




Countries grew, revived and collapsed,
But since rapture naughty children,
The gods are always fond of toys -
Young Gods played in people.

However, they are fighting with stones, whether,
iron The joy of victory bisecting,
After that, each other almost worthless,
Proudly they dispersed to the corners.

their time dashing circled century,
Variables players ever,
Died gods grow old children and
Adults playing gods.

Still, a closer look closely,
It can be seen: the power - self-deception
. People - set of tin soldiers,
Abandoned by God in a forgotten closet.