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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There was a Red Indian Chief his name was Raging Waters he lived a pleasant life surrounded by his four wives They took care of all his needs gave him strong sons and daughters he ruled mainly in peace not war apart from raids on the Black Hawks It was one of his joys to sneak up and steal their very fine horses and to capture some of their squaws these he could trade for guns and whiskey As time went on he grew very troubled he consulted with the medicine man who sent him to the hot bath teepee there smoking his pipe he relaxed Soon the visions started to appear war was on the horizon he could see also a squaw so comely he lost his heart he left the teepee and sent out scouts They scoured the lands searching for her at last one came back with the news she belonged to the Crows and was promised gathering up a raiding party, he set off At dead of night they sneaked into position then rushed the camp catching the Crows off guard they killed the warriors and took the squaws, children and horses too and well tanned hides Now there had to be a comeback from this deed Mighty Hawk gathered his tribes of Crows and set off for Raging Waters camp for revenge barely escaping he fled for the mountains There with just a handful of warriors and squaws he set out to build up the tribe once more when at last they had enough warriors he set out to recapture that beautiful squaw Never had he forgotten her soft lips on his driven wild by his desire, he lost all caution warned by his medicine man it would end badly he paid no heed and set out to make war The Crows soon heard he was on his way and set a terrible trap in between the hills Raging Waters and his warriors were cut down the unlucky ones were scalped then given to the squaws Who beat them and treated them harshly as slaves thus a lesson was learned do not take promised squaws Raging Waters name was in time lost in the annuals his tribe no more, just forgotten ghosts in time inspired by soup mail chat with Sandra
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