Just a 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 in the collection plate last Sunday.
• pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local church.
• change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front. But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
• roll up your windowand 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.
• 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.
• stare at my long hair. But you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
• 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.
• look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn't see me cry as my children where born or have their name written over and in my heart.
• change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But you didn't see me going home to be with my family.
• complain about howloud and noisy our bikes can be. But you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
• yelling at your kids in the car. But you didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was safe behind me.
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.
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.
• run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But you didn't see signaling to turn right.
• cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But you didn't see me leave the road.
• waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
• go home to your family. But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me of...
I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But you didn't see me.
