(The trail of tears) A song I write about the natives

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    SK'nDeep said:

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    This is a rap song i wrote for the native nation. I hope you enjoy.


    Stripped of the rights to live but this is the time to give.
    Stories twisted ripped and rewritten in order to hide the guilt.
    From all of the Gory victims you might know as the brave natives.
    Were every thing in their name was taken recreating this great nation.
    To alienation it was wrong but we ainít gonna take the fall.
    Is That why this fake nation came up with all these vacant laws.
    Wait a minute this is native America you canít erase the wrong.
    We might be celebrating it but for them the pain ainít gone.
    Picture this in your mind your passing around a peace pipe.
    Then you see something in the horizon youíve never seen in your life.
    These guys on giant ships with countless people inside.
    For you to spend all your time teaching strangers the means to survive.
    Supplying em advice but then they defy the advice.
    by wasting your time alienating your tribe and raping your pride.
    It ainít right and you wonder why you canít find the Mohicans.
    We extinct them all within the season with out reason leaving.
    ÖThe trail of tearsÖ

    Reading this history sickens me Indians in mystery.
    For centuries walking a thousand miles attempting to live in peace.
    History inflicting problems and trauma following terrible years.
    Causing unbearable fears for the natives who walked the trail of tears.

    Iím sorry things went terribly some things I can barely read.
    Cause It scares me the way humanity keeps Acting so carelessly.
    Wiping out all resources like thereís not enough air to breathe.
    Killing 4000 Cherokees for sharing, it just donít seem fair to me.
    So Iím savoring these problems to resolve em like Davy Crochet.
    Iím provident but itís kind of hard to stop a blazing rocket.
    Thatís been in full motion over oceans exposing traces of carnage.
    Thinking is there a way to stop it or am I just wasting my knowledge.
    But I gotta release my mind for the lost souls slaughter for gold.
    Pulled out of their own teepees gutted and robed of their home.
    Yo I donít know about you but I'm locked and loaded.
    To explode on those over exploited explorers cause itís obvious they donít own it.
    And never did so how can it be thanks giving if you neglected them.
    For giving but instead of thanking them you left them with S***
    Cause of this weíre in this age of fibs on my birthday.
    Celebrating the way the natives were turned away as slaves to pace.
    The trail of tears

    Reading this history sickens me Indians in mystery.
    For centuries walking a thousand miles attempting to live in peace.
    History inflicting problems and trauma following terrible years.
    Causing unbearable fears for the natives who walked the trail of tears.

    I remember playing cowboys and Indians as kids.
    Always wanted to be the cowboy cause in the ending he lived.
    But now thatís void even the vision of itís getting me sick.
    Iíve been infinitely fix mentally cause now I know who the enemy is.
    God sent me this gift so damn right Iím gonna use it.
    With more than two cents to it until this voice becomes a nuisance.
    I was born to do this tie up the loose ends
    So tense If they were your tennis shoes theyíd never fit you again.
    I wish the world would look through the skin of a human.
    Because were are loosing new friends they way were picking to choose them.
    Either sticking and moving or just itching to shoot them.
    But if you knew them like Truman this world wouldnít be so sick and confusing.
    Every one has had there fair share of despair but nothing will ever compare.
    To the ones that were declared rare like they were never there.
    They were the natives the first faces of this nation with there land taken.
    Another one of gods sacred creations invaded by Satan and left vacant
    For the trail of tearsÖ..


    Reading this history sickens me Indians in mystery.
    For centuries walking a thousand miles attempting to live in peace.
    History inflicting problems and trauma following terrible years.
    Causing unbearable fears for the natives who walked the trail of tears.



    Copyright 04/29/2011
    Peace Love Empathy

    Sk'nDeep
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    Your variation in rhyme pattern keeps things interesting and the subject you're about demands respect. I can only say that I'd like this to be sometimes rawer, harder. When your anger comes through on this, your lines hit me the most. Your last ones were perfect. ("They were the natives the first faces of this nation with there land taken.
    Another one of gods sacred creations invaded by Satan and left vacant
    For the trail of tears…")

    Good stuff.
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    Thanks Partizanka. this mean allot I will contenue writen stuff like this and others.
    Feel free to look at anything I've written. I had to bump these up sorry for that.
    Peace Love Empathy

    Sk'nDeep