The Consumer Society
1968
West, your hearing is blocked,
West, your vision is obscured.
The consumer society’s heavy veil
has covered your hearing,
covered your sight, your soul.
Your civilization is smoking ruins,
your words, mosquitoes that fly
over the swamps of your industrial production
carrying fever, lies, hypocrisy.
Five hundred thousand dead Indonesians
concentration camps in Europe,
exiles beside the Acropolis.
But you don’t hear,
you don’t see.
On a 1969 model,
you ride at 200 kilometers per hour
towards your death.
The Consumer Society
West, your hearing is blocked,
West, your vision is obscured.
The consumer society’s heavy veil
has covered your hearing,
covered your sight, your soul.
Your civilization is smoking ruins,
your words, mosquitoes that fly
over the swamps of your industrial production
carrying fever, lies, hypocrisy.
Five hundred thousand dead Indonesians
concentration camps in Europe,
exiles beside the Acropolis.
But you don’t hear,
you don’t see.
On a 1969 model,
you ride at 200 kilometers per hour
towards your death.