A Biker’s Soul

There can be no resistance, his heart's in control.

Under the wheels, Under his wooden feet,

He's in control and life tastes so sweet.

He tastes the wind on his face

and forgets for the duration of the ride

all the negative feelings that stay bottled

up inside.

He rides the white line free under the sky

alone but by the grace of God

still able to ride.

Not much in life gives him such a thrill

makes his heart satisfied

as does mounting his wheels

and taking a ride.

He thinks it's important to take care

of his soul.

There can be no resistance, his heart's

in control.

Under the wheels, Under his wooden feet,

He's in control and life tastes so sweet.

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