Bone Beach

BONE BEACH This was the island where it famously ended Upon a peaceful tribe, violence descended A proud history lost and poorly defended Raiders seeking alleged mythical treasures Pillaging gold and jewels by cruel measures The beach a battleground, now just bones In a warm tropical breeze, palms still sway Yet there is so little now that is left to say As identity and history are now blown away There are so few memories now remaining And no voices are left for any explaining The beach a poor record, now just bones Perhaps a few who had sailed to the East The remnants of the many now deceased One day may return for the annual feast Having left their rich culture far behind Shocked at the scene they would now find The beach a desolate place, now just bones