Pride
By Max
I heard it
The deep rumble of unbaffled pipes
Far off on the expressway
Somewhere in the steel jungles night
A predator screamed pride
A roar of self fulfillment
That shook and shaped his ride
Through the concrete and sad billboards
Out there amid the poster busses
And the graffiti walls
Someone was jamming it on
Somewhere in this solid stacked
White suburban nightmare
Someone had stolen dignity
And run with it displayed
I clicked my battered zippo
And lit a cheap cigar
Cast a slow appraising look
Outside the dingy bar
To the few remaining scoots
With their stripped aesthetic lines
Not a garbage wagon among them
Just old steel improved with time
Somewhere a siren slowly wailed
Its mournful song of law prevailed
But the echo of the Harley carried on
I slowly raised my shot of jack
In rough salute, and thew it back
Got out my keys and battered lid
And climbed aboard my ride
Pride
6-25-00
Max
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