Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

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 drove by. But, you didn't see me, driving 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 coats and gloves.
But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.

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

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

wow thats good stuff thanx for sharing that im gunna print it off i know a bunch of people that will love to read it

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

I recieved and reposted that in a bulletin on myspace not long ago. It was a nice thing for someone to write up.

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

Yeah, I got it on myspace a while back and really liked it... It hits close to home.

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

I rode at one time...





Ride to live, Live to ride!

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

I have one that I've been workin on for about 4 years now lol. I had everything I needed to finish at one time but some ass hole robbed us... They got about $2,500.00 in wrenches and stuff like that as well as all of the parts that I had searched for forever. They took the whole box and everything and since then i havent really done much of anything else with it... It took me about 4, 300 mile trips to get the parts I needed and it just agrivated the hell outta me. I'l finish it one day though. In a way I'd like to sell it to get something bigger that i could travel on but I'll just use it to get around on in town and the back roads...when it's finished anyways. I did alot of chop'n on it and stripped it down to the frame to start over. I did all the paint on it as well and plan to put short drag pipes on it and wrap em' in tape. I've got old spoke wheels on it and painted them black with a little bit of metallic blue on em'. The "tribal" design that I put on there changes metallic red-silver-green-gold. I like the old school bikes better than the candy cane bikes...

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

I cant wait to see suki's reply but I love to ride its fun.

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

wow that made my cry at the end. That was sad

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

Sad but true... it happens here all the time. I live in a very small town and people around here just dont look for motorcycles and ever since the American Chopper, everyone HAD to get a bike. You see high school kids everywhere on crotch rockets weav'n in and outta traffic all the time and try'n to "show out". I was on my way to town a couple of weeks ago and there was a blue rice burner in a ton of pieces all over the road...he tried going around the front of an 18 wheeler that was turning into a drive way he but didnt make it.....

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

ok, how come i can't see the first post?

not sure what it says, but, it "sounds" interesting...
anyone???


and Marty:
your butt should still be in the saddle!
or
at least plannin to get back into it!

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

Where's the original post at? I wanted to read it, but the top starts with the first reply. No original post.:confused:

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

can you see it now???

 

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TY, yes.

man this hits so close to home: i've a brother-in-law with millions of $ worth of surgeries, cuz a kid "didn't see him" and took a left hand turn into him. Dougie(ryderpup, on my myspace) "saw the sky twice", and was given a 0-10% chance to live. he did, but has SO many limitations. it's heartbreaking....
and i totalled my last ride when a 22 year old mother blew thru a stop sign, ...yeah, you guessed it, "she didn't see me" :rolleyes: , and i slammed into her. even tho i landed on her hood, i fared WAAAY better than most. the bike however, ....

it's too bad people are in such a hurry. inevitably, we all seem to end up at the same light, ....:confused: ....

even tho it's nondog related, good post. can't even be impartial on this one...
all's i can say is "look 3 times, and save that life!" and for sure, don't be so DAMN judgemental. bikers breathe the same air as everyone else.
...at times, there's just a lil more wind in it! .....

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

being a "biker", i'd like to add an additional read, if i may.

sorry, it too, is NDR, but is fitting to this post:
THE BIKER

When you see us moving past you quickly:

Don't take offense or think we're trying to "show off". Ninety five percent of the time, we're trying to get out of your blind spot or taking ourselves out of a potential dangerous situation that has evolved around us.
Distancing ourselves from you does not mean we want to race, but that we're giving ourselves the edge we need at the moment.

When you hear our horn:

Don't take offense or think we're trying to aggravate you.
All we're doing is letting you know where we are in relation to you on the road, and we're more than likely aware of your inattentiveness to us while you're talking on a cell phone, eating, reading or involved in some other distracting aspect to
your driving. It's important to us, and you, that you know we're there.

When you hear our loud pipes:

Don't become angry and hostile toward us. Yes, some are quite loud, but for some, there's a purpose behind being loud. It's about letting you know we're close by and we're constantly hoping that our investment in this accessory will help save our lives. Our pipes are really not about our ego...it's a pride and personalization to our form of transportation.

When you see us in our clothes:

Don't become fearful of us or think us weird. Our leather jackets, chaps, gloves and boots are the barriers between loosing massive amounts of flesh should something cause us to go down...nothing more, nothing less. Safety
gear is paramount to our riding. We wear patches on our jackets, and pins on our vests. These are symbols of pride and honor within our group(s), individuals giving back to those who gave. These things bond us as a brotherhood and sisterhood among bikers. Not that we're better than anyone else, but that we have the same kind of nobility and pride in our accomplishments as you may have in the various aspects of your life. I guess one could say; our patches and pins are the decals and the bumper stickers of our involvement with society and the general public, of which we are very pleased to be a part of in our own little way.

When you see us in a restaurant:

You don't have to shield your child or feel intimidated. We have family, wives, husbands, children and loved ones too, just like you. We smile; we laugh and enjoy the moments we have. We are approachable, and would befriend you, if given the opportunity.

When you see us in a parking lot:

Don't convince yourself that we're there to "get you". More than likely, we just finished a long ride and are taking a break. Or, we may be meeting up with other riders for a charity run for young children, or another very worthy cause. We may just be admiring one another's bikes, sharing our pride with other brothers and sisters, just like you do with your personal vehicle.
It's what we do...it's a part of our lives, and we'd be more than welcome to share with you what riding a bike is all about...if you'd only ask.

When you see aggressive riding bikers:

Don't put us all in the same stereotypical category as those whose behavior and actions would cause you to react in disgust and intolerance. Many of us do not agree with this style of riding either, and we know and understand that human nature tends to blend us all together as the "same group". Most of us don't want that title...and don't deserve it.

When you see a group of bikers on the roadways:

Give us the courtesy of sharing the road with you.
Please don't "move in" between several bikers in formation. This gets us very excited and nervous, especially when it's done with no due regard for our safety.
Provide us with your awareness of the fact that we are much more vulnerable than you. We don't want to challenge you, for all of us are wise enough to know...we'd lose that battle.

When you are turning left or entering a roadway/highway:

Look, then look again...and then one more time. For we can be easily hidden, and appear to be invisible by such things as a telephone pole, another vehicle, bright lights or the glare of the sun...or possibly, the beads hanging from your rearview mirror, among numerous other items that are displayed there. If you see us flashing our lights at you or blowing our horn, we're only trying to ensure that you will see us before tragedy changes both our lives.

When you are behind us:

Please give us the room we need and don't tailgate us. If you hit us, we're going down...HARD! We don't want to play games with you, we just want to enjoy the ride and the fresh air, and experience that which many of you have never lived for. If we accelerate away from you, don't interpret this action
as though we want to drag race you. We're only trying to take ourselves out of a bad situation if you insist on being too close.

When, and if, you experience road rage:

Don't take it out on us just because we're smaller than you and more vulnerable. Think about what you're doing and the end result that may become a reality. The consequences of your actions and choices could be very detrimental to our well being, our families, our children and our loved ones.
Yes, there are those that can tend to piss you off, however, rage towards them will not solve the issues, but accentuate them. Nine out of ten bikers will do everything they can to take themselves out of that situation without causing you or them harm.

When you have an opportunity to talk to us:

You'll discover, outside any influenced or stereotypical mindset you may have, that we are just as human as you are, just with different interests and toys. Many of us would give you the shirt off our back if it would tend to brighten your day or console you in some way. We're really no different...and we drive cars, trucks and vans too. So, meet us and greet us...I think you'll be pleasantly surprised that you'll be met with open arms.

Thank You for attempting to understand

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

as a biker i enjoyed that poem

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

DAMN that was good, I'll have to show that to my dad.. good read!!
Bikers hu? Anyone interested??? PM me and I'll give you an E-Bay link...

 

Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

nice adition sue I knew you would add to this post lol.

You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Suki again.

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Re: Bikers..."might get closed but oh well, I like it"

TY!!!
yup, just can't seem to close this trap of mine, sometimes!!!
and tx anyways, for the points! xo