Joe Staker

(Liberal, Kansas)

To Touch His Hand

I have seen many men as they lay and die
Sat with the tortured mind and humble soul,
I have dances with the devil under moonlight sky,
On the wide wide fields and mountains of life. I have worn the white coat of what is right
Without one thought of what might be wrong,
Dreaming of the moment my heart would be set free
And leave the path of hate pain has brought to me. Now as the last years of life release my pride
I feel no pain as my soul must cry out,
Now I search for love and

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