Civilisation of the Highest Disorder

A god's dream is existence In the hearts of these amnesic men Most are insomniacs. Lackadaisical, whose survival would always be undermined. Then we colonize Make them walk on their feet. Blinded by their ego, we neo-colonize And I think, they still need to be recolonized Gust of wind in them when luxury comes Like an electrical surge, they bring looted fortunes to us Oh, a sudden rush All, all, all of it What surfeit! Clouded race If you are white , you must be a supreme being I am white " formalised " civilised " plagiarized " pride " overestimated " ..proud What has Elysium got? Good tidings? Air food ? Free jets ? Sky cars? Invisible structures? We are making them Trust me We are making them ! Just as we made a car / a fish Just as we made networking /a storm Just as we made power / heat Just as we made robots / men