A Bikers Epitaph

[Talisman]

A Bikers Epitaph

Here he lies dust to dust.
Early in life following orders, did what he must

Loved the ladies one by one as a rogue in the shadows
Some all alone and others with fellows

Once gave himself to another thinking life was complete
But mistakes were made on both sides of that street

Always tried to do what was right
Sacrificing and seeing in second hand sight

While in the end it was perfectly clear
He would sit in the black of night all alone, with his demons and fears

On two wheels he traveled, over the land far and long
Meeting sisters and brothers along the way, sharing drink, laughter, and song

His journeys not over, nay it has just come to light
For the next world is now all a rumble with the sounds of his pipes

Pity not the poor sole that dies all alone
For life is what we make of if
In spite of the words etched upon our stone...

By ~me~

[speed]

Well done Talisman. We sure have some talented writers here - you included.

SM

[ellymay]

That was great Talisman! :smile:

[Mominatrix]

Cool read for sure. Thanks Talisman.

[MLC]

kudo material. nice read.

[Talisman]

Thank you!

[CoolMaker]

Good job Talisman, now all ya' got to do is some more... :wink:

[Fubar]

Nice words