CharlesBukowski

Dinosauria,We

Born like this into this As the chalk faces smile Born like this As the elevatorsbreak As political landscapes dissolve, As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree, As the oilfish spit out their oily prey, As the sun is masked,

We are Born like this into 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 As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree, Into fistfights that end asshootings and knifings

Born like 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 the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes

The heart is blackened, the fingersreach forthe throa The gun The knife, the bomb The fingers reach toward an unresponsivegod The bomb The fingers reach for the bottle The pill, The powder

We are born into this sorrowfuldeadliness, 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 There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets, It will be guns and roving mobs Land will be uselesss nuclear power will be taken over by the many, Radiated robot men will stalk each other, The rich and the chosen will 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 All vegetation will die, Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiatedmen The sea will be poisoned The lakes and rivers will vanish, rainwill be the newgold

The rotting bodies of men and animals will 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, There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets, The petering out of suppliesh The natural effect of general decay And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard,

Born out of that, sun still hidden there Awaiting the next chapter