The Fall

and only beer
can save us
from the
fall as our
arms and legs
swing and kick
the air
futilely fighting
to go on
and others don’t
look down but
look up and
smile at birds
yet we all hit
the same
solid fate and
it’s over
before you can
count to

– 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.

2 responses to “The Fall”

  1. dtdeedge says :

    Thank God for beer.

    And his little brother,

  2. formyfrog says :

    Is it the journey’s end, or the trip there? You can ask “Are we there yet? Are we there yet?” and kick the seat in boredom, or, you can look out the window and enjoy the scenery.

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