(some time ago / Earth, i believe)

air and light and time and space

'- you know, I've either had a family, a job, something
has always been in the
way
but now
I've sold my house, I've found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I'm going to have a place and
the time to
create.'
no baby, if you're going to create
you're going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you're going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you're on
welfare,
you're going to create with part of your mind and your
body blown
away,
you're going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you're going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquakes, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don't create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.

by Charles Bukowski

Comments (5)

A boy named Sue by another other name is a guy named Bri. Johnny Cash Shakespeare.
I understand you, Bri. when 'guy's' parents are a little leery of their son's choice. It's a pity, the life ain't easy for a boy named Sue. I have some of the poems by Shel Silverstein translated into the Russian. I'll probably try to translate this one. The only problem it's too long.
Nice poem Bri as always your poem makes me smile. Well about voting for you one question.What's in it for me?
Nice poem Bri as always your poem makes me smile. Well about voting for you one question.What's in it for me?
You've got it wrong, Bri! His name's not Sue- That's his motto- he's an ambulance-chasing attorney!