A spectre is haunting
The catwalk,
A new moonwalk inventing,
An inverted sleepwalk.
It is the spectre of a fashion hunter,
A spectral survival, a gosthly encounter,
Of that or the other world a haunter or another vaunter.
The spectre of marx is visiting us,
Now living on mars,
Still moving by bus
Eating mars bars at plenty of new bars.
It’s easier to colonize other planets
Than to humanize of capitalism the tenets,
Magnates mazimize many magnets.
Marx saw our lifes in prison,
Dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion,
So founded the marxist scientology,
With its own ideology, astrology, theology.
Marx’s spirit of radical critique
Became radical chic, deliverable in every boutique,
In postmodernity it is all postique, marx is antique,
(remember, if you fly to milan go to plastic!)
I suffer under the red set new order,
I suffer from dj set disorder,
I’m very much of minimalism a hoarder.
Even capitalism is just an event!
(despite still now not to circumvent)
‘cause of production, its vent,
And movement,
Of utopia advent,
But only for the solvent,
Of discontent ferment,
Religious is its movent
And although it is today dissolvent,
We remain fervent.
Yet, don’t demonize it,
It must be a demon for fighting of communism the spectre,
It doesen’t deserve that, profit is profit,
Don’t try to shoplift its sceptre!
It serves fine a lot of wallets,
It is a neo demon for many starlets,
It is less worse than to distribute leaflets - if not, write new
Pamphlets!