I never would have thought it, but I am really enjoying this book of poems by Charles Bukowski. Some of them are quite crude, as any of you who might be familiar with Bukowski would know already just because you saw the name Bukowski.
But there are some deep thoughts in some of these poems. And not the kind by Jack Handy, either.
Here's part of one, and forgive me if this is a copywright violation. This is a portion of a poem called "the crunch (2)." And the lack of capital letters is intentional.
we don't need new governments
new revolutions
we don't need new men
new women
we don't need new ways
we just need to care.
people are not good to each other
one on one.
people are just not good to each other.
we are afraid.
we think that hatred signifies
strength.
that punishment is
love.
what we need is less false education
what we need are fewer rules
fewer police
and more good teachers.
Just a sample from the book what matters most is how well you walk through the fire by Charles Bukowski
They aren't all like that. Some are quite shallow and speak of drinking, gambling and sex.
But some of them are great.
TTFN
And the band played on...