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Dinosauria, We (An insult/tribute to Charles Bukowski)

Born into this

Like this

As the faces full of make up smile

As Mr/Mrs/Ms Death laughs

As the elevators collapse

As political landscapes devolve

As the instant delivery boy holds a college degree

As the oily fish spit out their oily prey

As the sun is masked

We are


Born into this

Like this



Into these madly careful wars

Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness

Into the promise of future investments to fix those broken factory windows

Into bars where people no longer speak to each other

Into a never ending dopamine hit incentivised by public and private money

Into insecurity so crippling , one would rather jump off a bridge than to open their mouth

Into schools that teach children to escape 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 world where the jails are full and the madhouses are empty

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

Disengaged

Disconnected


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 mobile phone

The laptop

The social media

The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god

The fingers reach for the refresh button

The pill

The powder


We are born into this sorrowful deadliness

We are born into a world 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


Influencers will take selfies and review of these explosions...for views

Radiated robot men will stalk each other

The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms..they will say it's for our good

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

"Click and subscribe" they will say as they feast on fellow men's flesh

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 they will whisper in their dying throes " Do epic shit "

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


Maybe a billion years from now ,some other primate species in a nearby galaxy will invent a cool ass telescope and see what happened in our pale blue dot and learn.

 
 
 

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