Lost

these great big bones are quiet now

but they talked once

they talked and they sang

and painted

they told stories and tales

of men and women

who lived long long ago

they sang of the exploits

of great heroes and maidens

of a time long-lost

and they painted the faces

of a generation of people

who've long stopped being

these great big bones held more

than just a body on them--

they held a heritage