Fossils

Their sun bleached bones
Chant of unwarranted survival.
Desert winds haunt memory.
Into the caverns of death,
These lives aimlessly wandered
Howling bitterly as banshees
In sad prayers before extinction.

by Diana Kwiatkowski Rubin

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