Ode To Hog (Harley Owner's Group) Poem by Rene Bernales

"Ode to HOG"
By: Rene C. Bernales
HOG Jeddah, SA 1215676

It's never a boring ride,
Whenever you're in a bike,
Though you're all alone by yourself,
And nobody's by your side.
You'll feel the world around you,
You've got the perfect view,
That's the feeling of what is being like,
Aboard a Harley Bike.

So swing a leg over and join me in this ride,
Across the vast desert sands and beaches,
Or through the highways and busy streets,
Let freedom turns like a wheel-in-flight,
Fill the rider's heart with pride,
And the by-stander's eyes with delight,
The fun is always there to abide,
For the rider who shares the passion,
Of his Harley-motorbike.

Just below your seat lies a beast that competes,
Your urge for adventure and hunger for speed,
Yes, the beast lies roaring loudly and waits,
Every breath and heart-beat that the rider takes,
Your pounding heart responds to the rumbling sound,
Of the "screaming-eagle" as you throttle your way around.
Mounted on a rubber or directly on a rigid-frame,
The beast is a tamed one; it follows your every command,
Its heat is unfriendly, but you will love the sound.

Doesn't matter what model you ride,
A V-Rod, Road King or a Dyna-Wide Glide,
A unique bonding of friendship and brotherhood is formed,
We're all the same and equal - "26 inches" above the ground,
The common name we have is bigger than our differences,
The division of color, status and race diminishes,
As we mount our Harleys- we are unified,
"United We Stand, Together We Ride".

You'll learn to live life and appreciate every moment,
The pleasures and joys few have experienced,
As you steer your bike in every twist and turn,
And grab life by the handlebar as you switched the motor on,
No destination seems to be far and long,
What simply matters is that we all move on,
As we ride together or ride it all-alone,
Let the wheel of freedom and liberty rolls on.

Through the ash-gray asphalt or through the concrete and dusty road,
The wind will race to ask you, "Where do you belong? "
What a stupid question! The HOG biker pauses and looks his way,
He simply smiles, squeezes the throttle and speeds away.

Oftentimes I wonder every time I ride,
Is this all that matters? Is this what is there to life?
"To ride and have fun" and leave the worries behind?
No, it is just one of the privileges of the stout-hearted few,
Who value freedom and friendship too!


RCB aka Jose Domingo
December 2004