Remember life is all bout Karma!!!

The Biker

I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store
Line. But, you didn’t see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.




I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But, you didn’t see me, playing Santa at the local mall.



I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn’t see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.


I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
But, you didn’t see me, riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.

I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.  But, you
didn’t see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.


I saw you, stare at my long hair.
But, you didn’t see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.


I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves.
But, you didn’t see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.


I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn’t see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and over in my heart.



I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn’t see me, going home to be with my family.


I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn’t see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.


I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn’t see me, pat my child’s hands, knowing he was safe behind me.


I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn’t see me, squeeze my wife’s leg when she told me to take the next turn.


I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn’t see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.


I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.                       
But, you didn’t see me, trying to turn right.


I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.                
But, you didn’t see me, leave the road.



I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn’t see me. I wasn’t there.


I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn’t see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.



I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn’t see me.


Read this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community.
I hope you never lose someone that rides.



EVEN IF YOU DON’T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT WE
CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE’RE NOT IN "YOUR" WAY !

LIVE TO RIDE
RIDE TO LIVE............

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Comments:

my3angls
Jun. 3, 2008 at 1:22 PM

How awesome is this! Thank you for posting this. My boyfriend and friends are bikers, a truck was coming up to a stop sign on the road my bf was traveling on.... my bf had the right of way, the truck was in a hurry and didn't stop for his stop sign.... luckily my bf is experienced enough to have seen it coming and the only thing that happened was the truck busted my bf mirror and bruised his leg... thank god that was all. It is amazing how many people feel that bikers are a nuisance but they do so much for the community and they are people too. Please everyone be aware...

In loving memory Indian Larry! May he rest in Peace and keep riding in Heaven!

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