One day while driing on the freeway,
I saw a motorcycle man,
driving his bike erratactly
did not see the van,
On the ground many pieces to be found,
scattered here and there,
all around.
The motorcycle man, I wrapped him in a
blanket, till help could be found,
The next day I found, what he did was not
to smart,
altho some damage, there were broken parts,
he survived I guess more cautious for the art.
Charles Garcia
2004
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A great message to be 'more cautious for the art', great love to the 'Motorcycle Man', tasting the feeling of freedom, a dangerous delightful pleasure...