Freedom was taken for granted
advertised on giant screens
wrapped in colorful plastic packages
and sold as cheap staple good
amidst the spectacle of brightly lit glass-palaces
where people with RFID chips in their necks were busy to catch it.
Plastic world, inhabited by plastic people with plastic dreams
their essence ends up being swimming islands in the oceans
once they’ll form an eighth continent
– the new world – Plastika
they’ll welcome us with a Statue of Liberty from plastic waste.
O almighty Plastic God, bless our civilization!