Poem 5 - Narrative

A sublime man.


There was once a man
Brad Nowell his name
Long beach he grew
Great music he played

bud and eric
on the drums and bass
Everywhere they jammed
their tunes destroyed the place

But as all men have a vice
Brad had times twice
Pesky writers block impedes
He had a well known fix indeed

At first, if he couldn’t think
He’d sit down with a drink
One gin lead to four
and by the end of the day he needed more

So to the needles he took
his family and friends
shook
“Just a music experiment” He said
“You really think I’ll wind up dead?”

For two years, the music genius flowed
“Be careful with the opiates” he was told
But sobriety just isn’t that fun
when you’ve got songs to write
and shows to be done

Shortly after his newlywed wife had born
A baby boy too young to mourn
the death of his father, too far in
Should have stuck with the bud and gin

So here he lies
the late and great
A gift to the world too quickly dies
a self constructed, self assured fate.