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Saga of Raging Rivers

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

Copyright © Shadow Hamilton

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  1. Date: 10/20/2013 4:54:00 AM
    Lovely narrative work Linda.

    Hamilton Avatar Shadow Hamilton
    Date: 10/20/2013 6:32:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Ty M.M so nice to see you here again Shadow xox smile hugs
  1. Date: 10/19/2013 5:57:00 PM
    love how you penned this poem, you tell the story well...excellent write Shadow :)

    Hamilton Avatar Shadow Hamilton
    Date: 10/19/2013 8:25:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    hi Sandra Ty have a great weekend Shadow x smile
  1. Date: 10/18/2013 8:20:00 AM
    A lesson with a fun. Lovely done, I feel. Enjoyed to the possible. Loved always, bl

    Hamilton Avatar Shadow Hamilton
    Date: 10/18/2013 3:59:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    BL hi dear and ty yes it is a little tongue in cheek lol so happy you enjoyed it Shadow x smile
  1. Date: 10/17/2013 6:58:00 PM
    Wow! That is quite the story, who knew raging waters could be stopped by flock of crows. Soup mail Shadow.

    Hamilton Avatar Shadow Hamilton
    Date: 10/17/2013 7:05:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    love your humour Richard it is written rather tongue in cheek lol I seldom do epics indeed this is my second one. Shadow x smile