Shadows

Have you seen their ghosts
Haunted
Voiceless
Phantoms

They traveled the trail
Called the Highway of Tears
That runs across the naked plains

Can you hear them
Moaning
Crying
Cursing

They were
Grandmothers
Mothers
Daughters

They lived
Loved
Were Loved
Cried
Laughed

What brought them there
On a journey
To who knows where
Victims of men
Government leaders
Native Leaders
You and I

What makes them expendable
Invisible
Forgotten
Where’s the justice
Does any one care