The Trail Of Tears Poem by yakubu abukari n

Through the sand dunes of the desert
We march on in a single file
In the searing heat of the summer sun
My people drown in their sweat

Evicted from our land of birth
Knowing not where we will meet our death
And the wails of our scorched children
Are mixed with the moans of our fully grown men

The fuel that drives us on
Is not the energy-drink we never drunk
But the sight of our comrades afallen
Inspires us on to live on

The oasis we saw
Was a mirage after all
And my people stand in awe
At such deception at our beck and call