If you can spare a
moment, I'll tell you a tall tale, about a man who never learned how to
sail, but unlike Jonah, he swallowed the whale. He rode an old Harley
straight into Hell, this is the story I want to tell. He said it was the
worst thing he'd ever seen. "It was supposed to be red but its really pee
green. Its not a place but a state instead and it can be found inside your
own head. If you don't turn and face all your fears, Hell is a place
between both of your ears."
He was the biggest
man, I think I'd ever seen, ridin one fine lookin' machine. He was wearing
old leathers and a look just as mean. Then he smiled and said at least my
bike's clean. I laughed and said "Hey what's your name?" He said pick one
you like, to me, they're all the same. Hell on wheels, I said, I'll play
your game. Well, that's how we became friends and this is how my story
grew, we learned from each other, his new name now is, my Brother. Like
one hand on a clock, what good is the other? Now people think we have the
It's been twenty
years we rode side-by-side, drunk and dirty and did it with pride. We made
our mark both deep and wide. Sometimes we laughed and sometimes we cried.
So don't judge a man by the length of his hair, his shaggy beard or the
colors he'll wear. When I need a friend, you're always there. That's how I
know you really do care. You taught me the true `Meaning of Life`,
children are sacred and how to love your wife. Family and friends are one
and the same. What you are called is more important than your real name.
No matter how long they keep us apart, you'll always be close, here in my
heart. I know one day soon I'll see you again, and this is how my story
will end. When our time comes and our bodies fail, where we end up
won't be Heaven or Hell. So the next comet they'll see, well it's just you
and me. Since we never did learn how to sail, if you hold it's head, I'll
grab it's tall tale!