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In the year 1900 a  Texas judge
Went exploring on horseback all alone
Deep in the West Texas sand dunes he rode
Searching for ancient artifacts and bone

Near buried in sand stood forty wagons
No bodies - no tools -no hint of treasure
Perhaps a hundred souls made up this train
Formed in a "V" for defensive measure

A massacre seems clear but who is unknown
No reports of missing trains have been found
No hint of searches for loved ones exists
No clue on whether East or Westward bound

Often at night solutions I ponder
Did the souls find a home or still wander



10-01-20
Contest: Unexplained
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire

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