Sevenling (My friend loved...)

My friend loved riding his Harley,
singing along with Lynrd Skynrd,
cold beer, and burgers on the grill.

He despised self-righteous bluster
from pompous talking heads on TV
and deceitful politicians.

My friend died in Iraq defending their freedom.

      

Author’s note: In the spirit of passing it on, I wanted to continue threading the winsome Sevenling form, which I discovered here:

ID: 1563857   (Rated: ASR) Sevenlings Form  just attempting a new form of poetry that someone told me about. by Radler Zpheitor

and traced back to its originator here:
http://home.comcast.net/~jpdancingbear/apj_sevenling.html