Sim City 42

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The programmer sits at the keyboard and types,
Creating the code with his bits and his bytes.
The Avatar moves with a simple command,
Creating its world with the move of a hand.
It moves and it thinks as it lives day by day,
Dreaming the dream; the American way.
But it's all just a scam; a hoax of a kind,
Dreamt up from the depths of a programmer's mind.

The Architect sits with her keyboard within,
Creating the world with Her Yang and Her Yin.
With Ten Thousand Things She spreads out Her waves,
The world of the Quantum; strange how it behaves!
In the blink of an eye, come atoms and cells,
Myriad things filled with heavens and hells.
And a man working hard in the days and the nights,
Creating the code with his bits and his bytes....

 Shenarah

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