Adam The Red Eyed Hippie

A Story Poem by Jim Nasium

Today while I was sitting here drawing
an old friend of mine called me
he just got back in the states
I couldn't believe it was he
he's been in West Jamaica for ten years
down the path from my own home
he got married to a woman from Salt Springs
he didn't want to live down there alone

We talked on the phone for hours
he told me about what he's been up to
he's been making and selling sausage
I swear to you this is true
also he has a bakery down there
he was making all sorts of buns and bread
he went on to tell me about his last ten years
I had to laugh at some'a what he said

It was me who sent him to Jamaica
with a photo and a introduction note
I had no idea he'd end up there
with a wife, a house and a boat
he's in the states for a few weeks
has some things to take care of here
his name is Adam The Red Eyed Hippie
and his friendship I'll always hold dear

©2009 Jim Nasium