Avenida Almirante Reis

avenida-almirante-reis
No admiral kings,
only cars and traffic jams
through the city’s core.

Car smoke and weed smoke
from runways to the river,
planes land and ships dock.

Typical cafes,
narrows streets and alley ways
hidden either side.

The great avenue
of sex, death and poverty,
my community.

Neighbourhoods haunted
by fallen knights and angels
buried with the streams.

Roaches on the walls,
dirty syringes on the street,
bats inhabit trees.

Homeless drug addicts,
sleeping bags and dirty rags
align the pavement.

The great avenue
of sex, death and poverty,
my community.

African hookers,
watchful pimps and crack dealers,
dirt with death in sight.

Immigrant workers,
Brazilian energy
brings the street to life.

My life in this town
revolves entirely around
my spiritual ground.

The great avenue
of sex, death and poverty
my community.

– Lennie Bezwik

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About bezwik

Lennie Bezwik is an English poet and lyricist who lives in Spain. Before getting into poetry, Bezwik was part of the London based UK Hip Hop scene, writing songs, producing tracks and performing live rap. Over the last few years, Bezwik has done a lot of travelling, drinking and writing. Nowadays, he sneaks off to dingy little Spanish bars at night and writes poems in his notebook. His biggest inspirations are homelessness, unemployment, booze, love and being dreamy.

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