I STOOD UPON A HIGH PLACE
I stood upon a high place
And saw, below, many devils
Running, leaping,
and carousing in sin.
One looked up, grinning,
And said, "Comrade! Brother!"
Poem by Stephen Crane
No biker deserves to be bored . . .
And saw, below, many devils
Running, leaping,
and carousing in sin.
One looked up, grinning,
And said, "Comrade! Brother!"
Poem by Stephen Crane
No biker deserves to be bored . . .