He made love to an air conditioned woman
An over rehearsed, over prepared argonaut journeying nowhere
Control! Mongoloid dreams of the spaceship mother
"You're a heartless swine" she pushes sound
As he reflects on being led for a lifetime
Control! The obligations of daytime….stars and planets call your name
The race that bred itself out of existence
By eliminating the gene called initiative
Control! I need your paralysis in order to build the perfect nation-state
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem