Die To Live Better Poem by Mitwaly Osman

Let me tell you a story of a girl like no other
Who had a selfish father and a careless mother
She felt really sorry for not having a guide
Always worried and seeking place to ride
All the glory by a way or another

But when her dreams turned into nightmares
When she realised that no one cares
She had to leave all the right ways
And wrote a letter to the devil

Waiting for his reply
He came from a mile
Wearing a smile
And the suit of her lover

He whispered softly in her ear
Oh my precious little dear
Only fear will wipe your tear
But you must die to live better

Then he took a knife and stabbed her chest
That took her life before the rest
'I do regret', that’s what she said
'To let the worst take all my best'

God bless her soul; she tried her all
But that’s the end of living dead

Copyright ©2009 Mitwaly Osman