Trail of Tears

Built on lies, we're trodden down

No place to call our home

A lamenting path that leads to death

A people, cursed to roam

With swallowed pride we don't look back

To see the things we've lost

For our trust became our shackles

Our blood became the cost

They would even take our language

Our souls forbidden to speak

Promises were made to give us hope

Or maybe to appease the weak

They took what wasn't ours to give

For progress, or so they said

When they were busy dividing our land

We were busy counting our dead

They say that time can heal all wounds

That form thoughout the years

But scars run deep for those forced to walk

The tragic Trail of Tears

Reviews

[Renée]

Understatement... great write though...