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Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed reading this. - Jeffrey Marcello wrote: >"Dinosauria, we" > by the late L.A. poet Charles Bukowski > >born like this >into this >as the chalk faces smile >as Mrs. Death smiles >as the elevators break >as political landscapes dissolve >as the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree >as the oily fish spit out their oily prey >as the sun is masked > >we are >born like this >into these carefully mad wars >into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness >into bars where people no longer speak to each other >into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings > >born into this >into hospitals which are so expensive that it's cheaper to die >into lawyers who charge so much it's cheaper to plead guilty >into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed >into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes > >born into this >walking and living through this >dying because of this >muted because of this >castrated >debauched >disinherited >because of this >fooled by this >used by this >pissed on by this >made crazy and sick by this >made violent >made inhuman >by this > >the heart is blackened >the fingers reach for the throat >the gun >the knife >the bomb >the fingers reach toward an unresponsive god > >the fingers reach for the bottle >the pill >the powder > >we are born into this sorrowful deadliness >we are born into a government 60 years in debt >that soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt >and the banks will burn >money will be useless >there will be open and unpunished murder in the streets >land will be useless >food willl become a diminishing return >nuclear power will be taken over by the many >explosions will continually shake the earth >radiated robot men will stalk each other >the rich and the chosen wil watch from space platforms >Dante's Inferno will be made to look like a children's playground > >the sun will not be seen and it will always be night >trees will die >radiated en will eat the flesh of radiated men >the sea will be poisoned >the lakes and rivers will vanish >rain will be the new gold > >the rotting bodies of men and animals wil stink in the dark wind > >the last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases >and the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition >the petering out of supplies >the natural effect of general decay > >and there will be the most beautiful silence never heard > >born out of that. > >the sun still hidden there > >awaiting the next chapter. > >by Charles Bukowski (1992) --------------------- |
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