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Trail of Tears
Contributed by
Spellofnature
on
Tuesday, 17th April 2007 @ 08:27:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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I wish I did not wake tonight
In the middle of the moonshine We are forced at gunpoint to go on
In a last desperate stand They march us into the night Trudging through snow, many fall And disappear in frozen graves forgotten
We are ghosts under the moon Snow falls through our souls During our trail of tears Families are shattered lives destroyed trail of tears
My Father holds my hand He is my protection His grip weakens He falls
I call to an officer " My father is dying " He aims his barrel at my old man's grieving face A blast echoes into the night, blood sprays "Now he is dead," the officer smirks
My tears won't stop falling, now I slowly lose the group to be with my Father I hold him close, his warm blood all over me And I die in a grave of his open arms
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Spellofnature
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2007-04-17 08:27:12] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Trail of Tears
(User Rating: 1 ) by Butterflygirl40 on
Tuesday, 17th April 2007 @ 02:29:13 PM AEST (User
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i liked this poem!!! keep up the good work:) |
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