Owed To A Journalist

• Zane Bellinger, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2015

An overwhelming fear flooded my fragile frame
Struck down on unforgiving sands
Figures from hell, twisted as the devil himself
Driven by anger to destroy a life
The sunshine fades behind the darkest cloud
As a heartless act unfolds before the world
The slightest glimpse of hope vanishes
As cold unrelenting steel is pressed upon my throat
Struck down like the Titanic, split in two,
drowned in a sea of blood
Failed to drop the anchor
My story sent to tell
From behind the camera to on camera
It’s not meant to be
This message sent in a way not meant to be