Excerpt from "air and light and time and space" by Charles Bukowski

no baby, if you're going to create
you're going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or 
you're going to create in a small room with 3 children 
while you're on welfare, 
you're going to create with part of your mind and your 
body blown 
away . . .

baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don't create anything 
except maybe a longer life to find new excuses 
for.