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The Biker.....a poem to remind us all!

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Roddy

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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 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-post this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community.
This poem has been used with permission and I give further permission to re-use....I encourage this, in fact!

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

May you rest in peace Tod
 
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Roddy

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It's bike season, people, please remember we're out there and we're vulnerable! THINK and LOOK before turning onto or off a road, we might be there and closer than you think! THINK of what you throw out your window, we might be right behind you and put into a sudden emergency by your carelessness! THINK of how close you are behind us, if we have to react to an animal or someone pulling in front of us, where will you go?? Hitting us ISN'T an option!

We're YOU! We're husbands, wives, children, grandchildren and all walks in between. We're someone's loved one, MAYBE yours, give us our due respect and equal attention when driving!

THANKS I post this in memory of Tod and Marcus...rest in peace, my brothers!
 

ozzydiodude

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Everyone that drives a car in the world needs to read this.
 
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Roddy

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I agree, Ozzy, and then read it again! We bikers make our share of mistakes and we pay for them....but the majority of us are safe riders just trying to make it to our destination safely!
 
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Roddy

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It's actually 48 and nice out, gonna go for a ride....please watch for me!!! :D
 

nova564t

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I dont ride, but have many friends that do, the promblem isnt that people dont look for bikers they just dont look for anything. On the phone, texting, changing the CD or radio station, WATCHING TV, people drive with their heads up their azzes, and bikers are the ones that pay the price. Be careful out there folks!!!!
 

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