‘Good evening, Madam, Sir…and welcome to Global Inc.
Let me take your things, your hats and coats,
fig-leaf designer rings.
Now! If you’d like to follow me,
I’ll show you around these pleasant surroundings
the roots of our grounding
here we have the ‘Tree of Life,’
economically designed – to end all strife.
See its trunk! It shimmers with gold
representing everything that has ever been sold.
If you’d like to name your brand
I’ll show you what we have on offer in the land…?
See before you our domain…
(Computer generated of course)
A wonderful place to reign.
In the East, the Tiger with the Dragons eyes
in the West, the rich, the poor,
the perpetrators of lies.
Look at the Tiger, how his smile has grown
the seed is sown, our grip is total…
We cater for all your needs here at Global Inc.
All the rules, the schools, political fools,
left, right, liberal and lazzaie-faire.
Its under control – it’s all done with precision and care.
If it’s iconoclastic,
laden with make-up, covered in plastic
cheap, nasty, and drastic.
All your fights, wars, and quarrels,
ethics, values, and morals.
The past, present and future,
Cancer and the tumour…
It’s all supplied by Global Inc.
Our weapon is unlimited choice,
Delivered to you, via a Tele-visual voice.
We consider ourselves, economic and cultural guardians,
Consumption is the key with the clueless.
Its inertia makes us more...God like...or
so we like to think,
here at Global Inc…
… We corrupt reality
Make people believe their own morality,
So they succumb to the new religion
It’s our raison-d’état, simple as that!
We fill the world with confusion,
enhance the global illusion so that everybody’s in collusion.
Liberty and freedom is our most popular myth,
People buy that one at a cost
most of them are lost
slaves to their baser desires,
it’s easy for them to cross their wires.
Talking of which – this ones a real bitch.
All communication is processed through the ‘Echelon Zone’
our satellite network, keeping tabs
on the computer and the mobile phone…
Some of our more impersonal products
I’ll think you’ll agree...
but people still love them you see.
Ah! – Here we have this week’s special offer
the melting pot of our coffer, an ethical economy
based on the notion of Third World sodomy.
Filled with economic processing zones,
shantytowns inhabited by drones.
A lot of fear, pain, anguish, and loathing
has gone into all that brand name clothing…
Talking of which – I must shed this skin.
Well I hope you like what you’ve Sssseeen
I know you’d like to buy – I can Ssssee your keen –
But take your time – have a think.
Would ‘Sssir’ like a drink?
Oh! How rude of me,
could I tempt Madam with an apple?
or would that be too much of a ‘Ssssin?’
Pleassse – take one – Courtesssy of Global Inc.’
©P Williams 2000