Where did all the Real Bikers Go?

Written by The Alpha Biker, Preacher Chuck D.

This poem is inspired by a message from my bro Biker Chad.  That message is the title... and the subsequent messages and late night conversation are woven into this work...

Where did all the Real Bikers Go?

Hey man, where did all the real bikers go?
They went the route of carbs and kickstarts, bro
They went the route of Made in America pride
They went the route of the club lifestyle requirement to ride
They went the route of knowing how to spin a wrench and work with your hands
They went the route of knowing what it means and wanting to be a man
They went the route of comradarie and true biker brotherhood
They went the route of choosing what is in your heart... and not what you "should"
Welcome to the world of fuel injection, turn-key customs, and trailers
... drop 40 grand on a bike or be considered a failure
Welcome to the world where a bro could be friend or foe
... don't fuckin' tell me I'm wrong, I know it to be so
Welcome to the world of wannabe's
... fuck this shit... goddamnit... I am just going to be me
Time to take it back, time to simplify
Time to make a difference, time to stop eating the lies
Brotherhood starts from within
Step back, take a breath, you can find it again
Make that call and get in the wind
Twist that wick, get lost, fuck society and grin
It's out there, find it, set the example
Want it, taste it, take your fill, make it ample
Get your thoughts together out on the road
Biker brotherhood ebbs and flows, but it never gets old
Get out there, live the life, be true, and make it so!

~ Preacher Chuck D.