Their sun bleached bones <br /> Chant of unwarranted survival. <br /> Desert winds haunt memory. <br /> Into the caverns of death, <br /> These lives aimlessly wandered <br /> Howling bitterly as banshees <br /> In sad prayers before extinction.<br /><br />Diana Kwiatkowski Rubin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fossils/
