Man on the Earth

What are you looking for

Man on the earth?

Your genetic’s program

Is only sorrow,disillusion

And finally death!

Why do you desperately search

Grasping rays of light

In the diods of your brain?

Don’t waste your time

Don’t be foolish

Man on the earth

You are only a machine.



Run, run, run

as far as your legs

can whelm on your weight!

Think, think, think

As deep as your mind

Can escape from control.



Who Knows?

Sometimes you might find

Another program has been stamped

On your head

With reversible engine control!



Cagliari, 1982