I walk where my ancestors walked
hundreds of years before my birth.
Stones are strewn all around my path,
making difficult, my walk on earth.
I dare not yield to great injustice
placed upon my womanly shoulders.
I will lift my head and sing a song
as I strain against the boulders.
For here is the circle of my life,
on this path I must walk for years,
I share the many sacred footprints
of ani-yunwiya's Trail of Tears.
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