Cherokee Rose

The mother’s tears fall along the trail where they cried upon the bloody ground Families huddled together in a circle like quail The women’s smiles are nowhere to be found A prayerful flower along the tears has flourished Looking for beauty to forget the pain for the people need to be nourished like the thirsting earth needs the rain This flower blooming white with tears In the center stands the golden thieves coming to take the land now many years Finding strength from seven green leaves