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OLD BIKERS

By John Masters  aka PoppaJohn © 1994

Their old bikes, worn out boots, leathers, old jeans and leathered faces,~~~~ tells us all they have ridden far and seen many places.

You see them riding in small packs but many times alone,~~~~~ the loner is the one that knows the ropes and brotherhood to the bone.

The gray in their hair and the white in their beard,~~~~~ tells you right off they have been there and done that, nothing ever feared.

They have been there and done that and still very much alive,~~~~~ so give them respect and to be their friend you must strive.

They take care of their friends and always their own,~~~~~ they can teach you things about life and REAL you have never known.

They are quiet and at the bars mostly sit alone,~~~~~ because their old brothers and lifestyle are almost gone.

Like old brothers their lady's are loyal real and to them totally bound,~~~~~ if they were not they sure as hell wouldn't be around.

Many are vets from a place call Vietnam,~~~~~ where they fought a meaningless war for you and Uncle Sam.

Like the dinosaurs of old the old bikers will go down,~~~~~ and when the last one falls only those that know will hear the sound.

To all you young rider wannabes and prospects I give this toast,~~~~~ ride on brother for beside you rides an "Old Bikers" Ghost.

We ride down life's lonesome highway and just around the bend,~~~~~ stands the golden gates to glory right at it's end.

At these gates a hooded cloaked brother stands as their keeper,~~~~~ he's the last brother you meet "THE GRIM REAPER".

He waves you through his scythe held high,~~~~~ "welcome brother your lifestyle here will never die".

So to all you preppy wannabe's prospects and all that ride,~~~~~ find you an "Old Biker" and from him learn and by his teachings abide.

Some day down life's highway as you ride an "Old Biker" riding all alone,~~~~~ a cold breeze will hit you and chill you to the bone.

Glance over brother you may see me after I'm gone riding there,~~~~~ your guardian angel "Old Biker" grinning with the wind in my hair.

The "Old Biker" that taught you the real way,~~~~~ will ride beside you till your last day.

Ride on brothers the gates to glory are just ahead,~~~~~all your brothers are here and your lifestyle here is not dead.

PoppaJohn

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