bukowski born into this

• yazilarindaki gibi pis bir moruk degil de, daha sevimli ve anla$ilabilir bir “insan” bukowski.
  kameralar onunda karisini tekmeleyen veya sevgilisine yazdigi bir a$k $iirinde gozya$lari doken bir bukowski. daha derinlere inilmesi gerekliliginin belgeseli.
  ozellikle, a$ina olunan bono ve sean penn roportajlarinda sanki tanidik bir arkada$imizin agzindan anlatiliyordu. u2 konserinde ismi anons edildiginde ne kadar mutevazi olabilecegini goruldu.mizahi yonleri goruldu.
  
  belgesel adini 1992 tarihli gulun golgesinde , (the last night of the earth poems) adli $iir kitabından almi$tir.
  
  yazilmasa olmaz ^*
  
  dinosauria, we
  
  born like this
  into this
  as the chalk faces smile
  as mrs. death laughs
  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 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
  it will be guns and roving mobs
  land will be useless
  food will 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 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 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 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
  the petering out of supplies
  the natural effect of general decay
  
  and there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
  
  the sun still hidden there