The Ancient Players Poem by Akhtar Jawad

God and the Devil are playing a game,
When we commit a misdeed the Devil gets a point,
He multiplies his gain with a big ill ffame,
The Devil had started with a zero, his name,

God started the game with an infinite infinities,
When we commit a deed God gets a point,
But God never adds a point on our charities,
Who can count God's assets and liabilities!

God is only one absolutely neat,
His gain is love and love doesn't needs a point,
He is above all coolness and the heat,
Who knows where is God, where is His seat!