Unspoken Words
A bear claw found where warriors rode
A symbol of their strength
Just a relic now, as time erodes
the history of their presence
A lone wolf howls, a tear is shed
As the owl flies silently overhead
Unspoken words mute tribal birth
Hidden deep within mother earth
A culture lost, a people gone
Their arrows trampled by mastadons
But their spirit can never be confined
As tribal voices echo on the winds of dawn
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2015
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