Trolling through an old hard drive today and found something I wrote many years ago on a surf trip to the Philippines. A bit of a laugh.

Don't laugh at me too loud and if you have any hack jobs post them up.....

OLD MAN SAM

Here’s old man Sam the traveling man
Is he so strange? no one understands?
Where is he going? Where has he been?
To the suited folk he’s the strangest there’s been

No corporate takeovers, No assets acquired
Inside his room, he’s got the place wired
No villa, no beemer, no promotion, no phone
Just timeless positioning, soul to the bone

Lifes big decisions sure can be tough
To go left or go right, it can really be rough
Fat waves or hollow, which do I ride?
The suits dream of freedom while chained inside

Knows all about nothing, some about all
Waves, good food, his health and the wall
Good friends, Freedom, ain’t life great
Waves all day and greens on his plate

Sam’s that guy, found that secret reef
One day by mistake, with a lung full of leaf
Took a wrong turn, thought he was lost
Just kept on going, time has no cost.

Sam’s so lucky, has he got it made?
Just ask Sam, I don’t think he’d trade
Education, experience, the school of life
At one with himself, not the corporate knife

So if you think Sam’s crazy, stupid or dumb
Remember the world don’t spin to one drum
Do as you wish, and he’ll do the same
Forget your fashions, dance naked in the rain

Break free sometime, It feels really good
You know you want to, you’d do it if you could
But the wife, the kids and all of those bills
Doctors appointments and packets of pills

Life’s not about headaches, torture and stress
It’s about beauty, nature, family and nothing less
Sam’s there in all of us, I can here him shout
Freedom comes from the inside out.

Th0m0 said...

Very good!!!

I wish I was more like sam

Don't we all Thomo.

It was an interesting time in my life that trip sitting in a hut alone on the edge of the Jungle with not many waves and a lot of time to contemplate life ahead.

Twas brillig and the slidy SUPs
did gyre and gimble in the waves,
All mimsy were the prono guys,
and the Mal raths outgrabe

Sorry Mr Carroll