MF DOOM "CELLZ" brought me here

Radiated men eat the flesh of radiated men...I fucking love how far he takes it in this poem.

This is my favorite piece of poetry he’s spot on 25 years after he wrote it. Sounds like it comes from the mind of a prophet he doesn’t mince words

Bukowski was direct in his poetry and transparent in his character, that's why he was so good. A breath of fresh air in a space filled with pretentious individuals.

I love how 90% of this poem has come to fruition.

Charles Bukowski's poems are understandable. Most of the poems I had read before were incomprehensible to me, as if the poets purposely tried to confuse us and make us feel stupid or less than them. But not Charles Bukowski' s poetry; he makes sure you understand him clearly and emotionally. He's the king of poetry.

And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard

This is the greatest poem ever wrighten ❤ Bukowski's words are beautiful, there isn't a poet who describes the human condition better than him.

Stuff like this keeps me alive. These human thoughts. Poets helping me understand thoughts I couldn't put into words. nice

Beautiful. What a writer. A man with vision and balls.

I listen to this daily to remind me why I'm here, to walk softly and carry a big stick, electric into darkness, like a cemetery at Xmas, as the blackbird walks at the end of feet..cheers Hank 🍻

I woke up feeling a bit down, but now I've got something to look forward to

I like how amused he is by his own words, at the end

I remember revisiting this poem 5 years ago and was thinking “wow this is relevant”. Now today it is more relevant than I’d like to say

This poem hits so close to home. This poem is almost prophecy.

He was a walking, talking example of how much abuse the human body can take and still live past 70.

The most beautiful & dark poem ever said .. .

Dinosauria, We by Charles Bukowski 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 Born out of that. The sun still hidden there Awaiting the next chapter.

I'm glad that some of his work has made it on to youtube where it stands a better chance of being seen by newcomers to his work instead of on bookshelves. He had style and certainly knew how things really were/still are (most impressively being able to effectively translate the message to the page). Read his books! He said in one of them that if people are still reading his stuff in 2020 then he will have succeeded.

I love how at the end Buk goes “serious shit” as if he was reading someone else’s poem

It's coming true, I had a feeling he was right.

HipHop culture has brought me to discover Charles Bukowski because of MFDOOM and his use of this poem in his song CELLZ. HipHop and Poetry are such amazing forms of art

What a brilliant man

Best poem i ever heard

Could happen; he says. Well Charles, you called it, it has already begun.

im just glad to hear the author recite his poem; but holy shit what a poem

I love this man.

MF DOOM showed me Bukowski.

2020-2021 People get ready, there’s a train a coming!

This man just prophecised over the fate of man. Frightenly accurate.

Excellent piece. Live reading with the natural words at the end…

“The most beautiful silence never heard” chilling

Listening in 2021. Still so relevant.

recent news reminded me of this poem. i don't want to live in interesting times anymore.

Superb....the title alone is perfection!

Just excellent and "visionaire".

What a brilliant man!

Brilliant,unfiltered! Wisdom like this is painful to obtain but well worth it.Can you handle it? Be prepared its not gonna be pretty but truth often isnt.

I guess the truth will always be the truth. Thanks for sharing.

the most important piece of lyric ever written

wow, he was so right. amazing. my favorite poem

I love the ending... its something to look foward to

(sigh)...for all of his flaws...he truly was...a gifted man...rest in peace Hank.

Brilliant and prophetic.

We are here. America 2020.

this is my favorite thing ever

Good thing is we just started that space flight for billionaires thing. Still got some poem to go.

I love the way he talks calmly but full of truth and anger at the same time. Bukowski, he was the real shit.

serious fuckn shit !

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 Born out of that. The sun still hidden there Awaiting the next chapter.

This was written almost 50 years ago, and he talks about elevating fools, the expense of HC, expense of lawyers, oily fish, and the fingers reach for the bottle, pill, or powder. His poetry was like a premonition. Glad has already come to pass, and I expect he’s right about the end too. Nuclear explosions, airborne disease* etc that our generation will face sooner rather than later.

He was predicing our present moment!! Drunk. but fucking wise!

MF DOOM BROUGHT ME HERE!

ok Im hardcore about Bukowski.....but this left me..Speechless....

At least it has a happy ending.

What a powerful poem. And all this shits gonna go down if humanity doesn't wise up.

Respect

So this all happened yesterday? I must have slept through all that excitement.. Well shit!

Can't thank the underground blackened death metal legends Arkhon Infaustus enough for being my introduction to the mad genius Charles Bukowski through their song "Behind the Husk of Faith".

this is good.

“As the elevators break” ugh, and then “the state of natural decay” sums up entropy in society perfectly,

this is a checklist now

I keep coming back its only newer

Quarantine brought me here - June 2020

For all in my family

Charles Bukowski brought me here.

born like this

Most of what he talked about is actually happening today. The rest is still to come.

Did somebody say "u-rah?" His face matches hi personality perfectly 🥰

Считаю, что один из лучших голосов Америки. Привет из России. Литературный талант ценится везде. Надеюсь на трезвость мыслей американского общества, вам привет, с вами бы выпил.

this man spittin'

THE GREAT CHARLES BUKOWSKI👑❤

Love him

i dont even know if MF DOOM or modern philosophy brought me here but god bless both. if you ask me this shit is more relevant than ever, but god what an irrelevant yet timeless thing I've just said.

A great into humanity, the selfish will ruin us all

Man I'm so bummed now.

I'm reading Buko in French. A Big Big Writer

We post our opinions of agreement, carefully thought out in the 5 second time-span between typing and clicking 'Comment' , most likely despite our own personal contributions to the hell on Earth we are slowly creating. We generally do not consider ourselves part of the masses. We, the timeless residents of the Online, the ultimate cornucopia of information in modern times. We continue ever forward, spelunking through the caves of KZfaq videos, forums, comment sections, and internet shopping, video games and theatrical works, all the while filling our heads with the ideas and accomplishments of others while allowing our own intellect and character to decay. We unknowingly mold ourselves into creatures of habit, the easiest to predict. To Manipulate. To Control. We laugh at the grim and macabre, all but completely desensitized to the pain and suffering of millions across the globe, for life is abundant, and continues to flourish. What threat could anyone be to us, the commoners, the workers, the consumers? Surely it is the masses who hold all of the true power? Without us, the governments of the world are nothing, and this is surely well known. Surely we, the many, the ones who remain mostly anonymous despite our incessant infighting and malicious actions online, would not be troubled by the wars of our leaders, so far away across vast oceans and foreign lands. The spread of new, unknown illnesses and disabilities grows at an exponential rate, yet the internet, our greatest achievement in terms of communication and wealth, will surely give us the solutions to such a trivial dilema. The opinions of those we dislike or disagree with with be drowned out by the crashing waves of repetitive words and insults, for how could we, the masters of the information age, ever be disapprove? We are billions, yet we paradoxically maintain our unique individuality. We were created in the image of whatever we decide it was, for the massive gaps in history give us little answers to our origins, therefore making factual history irrelevant to us. Why bother to read ancient texts created by the less evolved, less intelligent of our race? We could easily obtain a summary of the information from any one of our trillions of trusted sources. We are infinite, for OUR ideologies can be recorded and archived for eternity. Surely OUR stories will be heard, unlike our poor, uneducated ancestors. Surely WE would not fall prey to such a fate, as described in the writings of Charles Bukowski. Of this, we are certain. Surely.

Yes

cellz brought me here 2019

darkness has beauty. bukowski is the truth.

Morrison had the same outlook. "Unborn living, living dead".

as the lights go out...

Sounds about right Hank! - but how did you know all this was going to happen? & people said you were a drunken bum! what do they know? nothing nada zilch that's what ...

Yeah.

"serious shit..." :D Earth will destroy us before we will destroy it. People like to think that they are powerful and responsible, but in reality we are dust in the storm.

DOOM

This is some serious shit, man. I mean, this could really happen

@MartinaJindrova :) Yeah, you're totally right. :D He's just awesome in every way! :)

Anarchy is already here. A visionary. R.I.P.

Prophet of truth.

Welcome to 2022.

"Could happen..." Is happening

Theo has a hard night :D he´s looking for inspiration to compose new songs in bukowski´s ideas :D

Most of that has already happened, as he predicted. The radiated men are next.

GODSPEED 2020

Genius

Watch the sky for signs...

Rather ironic... when Time calls him the poet " laureate of American lowlife" when emerging from his work and mind some of the Highest of poetic art, if not prophecy, that that America has ever produced.

Same here