They Look Like You And Me

John Gorka: Thirsty Boots
so tell me of the ones you saw
as far as you could see
across the plain from field to town
a-marching to be free
and of the rusted prison gates
that tumbled by degree
like laughing children one by one
they look like you and me
so take off your thirsty boots
and stay with me awhile
your feet are hot and weary
from the dusty miles
and maybe i can make you laugh
and maybe i can try
just looking for the morning
and the evening in your eyes
--eric andersen