Yes Yes

when God created love he didn't help most
when God created dogs He didn't help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low

when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountians and the sea and fire at the same time

He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.


Submitted by .eve.

by Charles Bukowski

Comments (5)

The best, my favorite
You either love him or hate him, depending on your snobbery intake. Drunken rubbish
I've enjoyed every one of Chas' poems that I've read.
This is a horrible poem! The devil created suicide, hatred, and the other things that would harm a human being spirtually and phsically not God! I know he's dead but how could he write such a horrible poem? Sheesh!
The sheer profundity of simplicity