Katepacomen

[Atehequa]

Katepacomen.

Bidding no farewells, he left his kind
Beaten half to death, a change of mind
Out of Fort Pitt, early that fateful morn
A rifle, full bag of shot and powder horn
Following the Ohio, leaving them behind
‘Simon Girty remember, they are not of your kind’

Warning his Mingo brothers and Shawnee bands
“The Long Knives are coming to take your lands”
Up the Scioto River the winds of war began to blow
Once again Simon Girty’s white blood ceased to flow
His voice was heard at the council in Chillicothe
As did that of the Maumee, Cherokee and Lenape

A Cherokee asked - “Why should we even bother ?
The Long Knives are at war with their English Father.
Better to leave these white men to fight and kill each other.
Then whoever wins we will call our new white brother”
Of course all of the Cherokee did not feel this way
And the dark Wampum of war was passed that day

The fierce Shawnee and Cherokee warrior bands
Spread terror in the Cantuckee and Tennessee lands
The war fires of the Lenape and Mingo were lit
Far up the Ohio and Allegheny beyond Fort Pitt
To his own true self there was no need to remind -
‘Katepacomen remember, they are not of your kind’

[dadio]

good take on an important theme.