Trail of tears
The paths they walked are worn, and littered with the blood of their dead.
It's long trail cursed with the souls of the innocent people that died
for the sake of white man's greed and hatred.
The children left parent-less by this horrific act grew up
to be formed into what white man wanted them to be.
The souls of the forsaken left to haunt the trail, it's
bloody tale told for all to hear. Still no one
weeps at the stones of those who died.
The hearts of her people broken for ever more, for America
never wanted her natives to be murdered.
The legend of the Trail of tears is woven into her rich history, amongst all the other
horrific tales of her native people.
Amongst today's fight of the race war you rarely see her Natives fighting
for the rights they still haven't gotten after over 200 years.
Yet they are quietly living and dying as they have done
for centuries.
But the Trail of tears will never die, it will never disappear
It's bloody tale seeping through to show
the next generations of all the pain she once bore....
the trail of tears...
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