The Forgotten Ones

November 02, 1991|By S.V Ashman

Crushed beneath asphalt runways,

moccasin prints lie buried --

pointing the way to villages

long forgotten.

Lost arrowheads rest beside

polluted waterways,

overlooked by all

but the sharpest eye.

The dust of the old ones' bones

drifts on the wind,

whispers through the trees,

their songs no longer heard

amid the deafening desecration.

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