The prelude of the Space Revolt?
The planet is getting dyed grey
And the city is going on Cyber Fantasy Trip.
The future of the twentieth century
Is being replaced by
Utopia of the imaginary reality.
Female is a femail?
Mail is a mail?
Yellow hair, blue hair of New Unisex
That we can't know even the roots.
"And then, why can't they dye their eyes blue or red,
No, if they change the chromosome, it's possible."
Moonlight priests in the sky
Encroach the melanin of human soul and yet remained,
The essence is this or not.
Blinded dark grey light
Question tag followed by tag,
Is holding the frame of life
That we dare not to violate.
Dark shadows are hanging around out the door
Amoeba, lost its tongue, is shaking powerless tentacle,
Bloody body over just six months in the worm of the virgin
Holding the sixth tailbone of the Cenozoic era
Is about to burst out.
This is a real space revolt.
As our grandfather of grandfather
Of grandfather of grandfather said long age,
Newton's apple tree was getting rotten,
The baby's cryout stopped.
And then, all is over.