Hostage Poem


He grabbed me;
Attacking from behind;
His intentions clearly set in his mind.

Pressed against my neck;
A Shank;
Blood pressure rising;
I couldn't think.

I said, "It's Not worth all of this strife;
I know you're already doing life."

He replied, "I know this can't be right;
But you're gonna kill me tonight."

Time stood still and I could see;
Moments in my life passing before me.

Cold hard steel I felt beneath my chin;
Then his blade ripped through my skin.

One drop,
Two drops,
Then a Spurt,
Soon scarlet patches covered my shirt.

Tears were now flowing out of control;
I knew for whom the bell would toll.

Like soft clay in the potter's hand;
My body gave into his command.

While larger grew the crimson stains;
And life forces flowed from my veins.

Gazing into a bright ray of life;
The pain vanished; so did my fright.

A heavenly figure was walking in the sand;
And to me; I saw his outreached hand.

In my dazed state of blind confusion;
I thought I was seeing an illusion.

The light grew dim; he walked away;
Almost in a whisper I heard him say.

"My child; lay still and be strong;
Help is coming; and it won't be long."

My eyes and nose began to burn;
A cloud of smoke; I tried to turn.

Screams rang clearly through the block;
A key was heard turning the lock.

My eyes were swollen; I could not see;
The helping hand that dragged me free.

Then a smile I saw from where I lay...
'Twas a friend in Blue and Gray.


By Unknown Texas Correction Officer