Poetry – New Eden

New Eden

While sandcastle civilisations wait for the rushing tide

Welcome to New Eden where we’ll keep you satisfied

We can shape your imperfect body and soothe your troubled mind

Sanitise your lifestyle and make your stress unwind

You are the chosen one

Welcome to New Eden

The fun has begun

You’re a chosen stakeholder in our glittering merchandise

Buy your way to freedom where ‘don’t think’ will suffice

Never ask the questions except to scheme for more

Satisfy your hungers in New Eden’s superstore

You are the chosen one

Welcome to New Eden

The fun has begun

Never count the costs when your credit is on tap

Earn and spend forever with a knick-knack in every gap

If you want to see a tree we’ve plenty in the museum

The entrance fee is very small and you don’t queue long to see them

You are the chosen one

Welcome to New Eden

The fun has begun

Last season’s fashion? Just throw it in the bin

Make space for the new styles screaming to get in

Nothings built to last in this throwaway society

Don’t glance sideways through the windscreen while you’re so hale and hearty

You are the chosen one

Welcome to New Eden

The fun has begun

I hope that you like concrete, tarmac and glass

We can get you anywhere, comfortable, safe and fast

Get it down you, bring it up, you know it does you good

You never have to question who directs the neighbourhood

You are the chosen one

Welcome to New Eden

The fun has begun

The fun has just begun

Opher 19.2.01

Aaah – the future beckons. We will all be consumer units in the concrete and glass enclave, our every need catered for, our every thought directed – something for every whim and every whim induced.

We shall be happy and satisfied as we sip our medicine and go where directed to sample what is provided for our delectation.

Our world will be fully sanitised and safe. All will be provided. We won’t even have to think.