Open Letter to Charles Bukowski (Dinosauria, We)

This may seem petty, but of the whole poem only one part bothered me: “The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god.” From this I am understanding that you’re either atheist, or just don’t think god will respond in this particular situation where there is no optimism in the world. Hopefully the second reason, but either way I don’t agree. It may be because I am religious or just maybe because I am Muslim, but I don’t think god would just ignore innocent people thrown in the mist of chaos. If He did, it would most likely be because his creations wandered from the straight path and have forgotten about the truth, to the point where He allowed them to leave His guidance. For me, in Islam, it is described that god gives direction in the human heart, like a light. And when you no longer seek the light, He takes it away from you leaving you in darkness drawn from the correct path where you cannot find your way again. This is also the reason why you will see many Muslims try not to convince people of the principles of Islam, because if the person isn’t asking sincerely (which they usually aren’t), they’ll just try to defy what you’re saying; but most of the time this comes off as us Muslims having blind faith where we believe whatever we’re told if we’re not willing to explain. The rest of the poem I believe is quite accurate. Knowing human nature, we will eventually out-greed ourselves to dirt. And the sad thing is, it’s not most of society who is going to drive us to this point; but it will be most of society that is affected. We have been trained for generations to be prepared for the future; and generally we are the perfect cattle. All of us are distracted to some point, with our sanity/brain/compassion being numbed to a efficient degree. We become immersed in things that we think are important or interesting, but really have no substance. For instance, Politics; they are just another way to throw away time (although not seemingly), with ephemeral events. Honestly most political affairs can be equated with celebrity affairs. For most of us, if we're shook back to actuality we want to turn it away, but if we’re thrown into it will perform the unimaginable. So , I thank you Bukowski for making this eye-opening poem, and shaking us back to reality; even if only for 3 minutes.