THE ONE PERCENTER by Jeffrey Littrell

he rides a beast of steel and chrome
the clubhouse is his pleasure-dome
from dive bars, honkytonks, and alleys
to poker runs and political rallies
the patches tell his story well
his reputation is not for sale
you can see by his blue, teardrop tattoo
that avoiding him is best for you
the MC is his blood and life
he deals for them, he wields a knife
he serves it’s every back and call
in fights, he is the last to fall
although the feds may take them down
chapters thrive in other towns
they never run, they do not hide
the one percenter will always ride


About digthroughlife

I am a fifty-three year old poet who also writes fiction. I worked twenty-three years for the USPS, though never enthusiastically. I am a member of French Writers Worldwide and have had several poems published in French and Spanish. I hold strong opinions on music, film, and human rights. Some of my influences are Charles Bukowski, Arthur Rimbaud, Dylan Thomas, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits, Bob Dylan, Sylvia Plath, W.B Yeats, Bob Marley, William Blake, and Hunter S. Thompson. I'm an avid fan of the New York Yankees, Oakland Raiders, and Indiana Pacers. I like traveling by car. I enjoy seeing rock and alt-country bands in small venues. I hold a black belt in Taekwondo, but no longer spar due to injuries incurred in a motorcycle accident in 2005. I play acoustic guitar. I love Crown Royal whiskey and California Kush. Women are both the bane of my existence and all that sustains me. I believe strongly in the power of love and heartbreak. View all posts by digthroughlife

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