Posted by Gunslinger on March 19, 1999 at 23:50:53:
In every heart there lives a need-
To hear, to be, to do-
I think I know what drives me on
I wonder friend do you?
I need to hear the wild geese cry-
The lonely timber wolves-
The mustangs ranging free and wide
The thunder of their hooves.
I need to feel the trade winds blow
A ladies sweet caress-
Upon the face of wanderers-
Which will not let them rest.
I need to see a bloody sun
Descend into the sea-
And lie beneath a starry sky
Which seems to beckon me.
If you can track a timber wolf
Upon a rocky crest-
Perhaps you'll find the path I leave-
As I am heading west.
If you can chart the wild goose' path
Or map the Ocean streams-
Perhaps indeed you'd follow me-
To conquests in my dreams
If you may know the pachyderm
And where his bones might lie?
Perhaps in time you'll know in fact
The place I'll go to die.
I want no pomp, nor floral sprays
When I lay down to rest-
I want to die with gun in hand
And facing t'ward the west.
That my last sight before I die
Would be the setting sun-
Perhaps I'll hear the nighthawk cry
"At last his race is run."
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