As The Sparrow Poem by Charles Bukowski

This poem emotes depressing images. Too negative for my taste.

Charles Bukowski is by far my favourite writer.

Charles Bukowski. What a wonderful man you were. This poem, nothing but truth.

This poem struck a chord of sadness and longing. As sad as Bukowski is, we have all been there. Thankfully, not to live.

I am a true poet when it is fashionable to be a writer of arrhythmic lines. The best I can say as an answer to this write.

I am sure truer words were spoken, but not so eloquently or succinctly!

We have to sacrifice life to save lives have to be cruel to return the peaceful kind Yeah; this is the world where every wickedness is shooting out like the weeds always sometime this wickedness is becoming powerful but if we want to uproot theses wicked weeds we need to be cruel soldiers to devastate these

Excellent write, fit to be included in POD

We are all children. If we believe in searching for what is rare and fine in life, we can't help but hate the inertia, the indulgence that treats one's own life as something expendable. The ocean is just a mirror in which he sees his own disgust.

Written in a confused state of mind where thoughts were not in aligned/ synced with the subject, It happens with everyone and it happened here.