It is with a heavy heart that Onkwehón:we Rising relates to you the news that John Dacajeweiah Hill, aka “Splitting the Sky”, rotiskenhrakete of the Kanien’kehá:ka nation has passed on from this world to be with Our ancestors. Dacajeweiah, which means “Splitting the Sky” in the colonizer’s tongue, like the overwhelming majority of colonial subjects, experienced great hardship and suffering under the boot of the North American settler-colonial capitalist system, especially in his youth. However following his experiences gained in the imperialist iron houses he fought for the freedom of Onkwehón:we for the rest of his adult life. He was a giant who walked among us. Truly his passing is one weightier than Mount Tai.
Dacajeweiah was a member of the original American Indian Movement, a founder of the League of Indigenous Sovereign Nations, a leader of the warriors of the Ts’peten Rebellion, a participant in the liberation of Ganienkeh from settler control and one of the leaders of the Attica Prison Revolt. In more recent years he again was in the news for his attempt to perform a citizen’s arrest of former president of the amerikan empire George W. Bush during a visit by that war criminal to kanada, an act which of course landed Dacajeweiah on the “wrong side” of imperialist law.
This editor has the personal pride of having had the opportunity to meet and speak with Dacajeweiah back in the summer of 2011 in Waterloo, Ontario. He was an incredible warrior who struggled for truth, justice and the liberation of not only all Onkwehón:we, but all colonized and exploited people around the world. His struggles on behalf of Onkwehón:we liberation earned him the nickname “the Che Guevara of North America”.
Rest in Power Comrad, You’ll be Missed.
So live your life that the fear of death
can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about their religion;
respect others in their view, and
demand that they respect yours.
Love your life, perfect your life,
beautify all things in your life.
Seek to make your life long and
its purpose in the service of your people.
Prepare a noble death song for the day
when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute
when meeting or passing a friend,
even a stranger, when in a lonely place.
Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning
give thanks for the food and for the joy of living.
If you see no reason for giving thanks,
the fault lies only in yourself.
Abuse no one and no thing,
for abuse turns the wise ones to fools
and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die,
be not like those whose hearts are filled
with the fear of death,
so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time
to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song and
die like a hero going home.
– Chief Tecumseh, Shawnee Nation, 1768-1813