He Was Better Than Me - Poem by Abdulrazak Aralimatti
They respect and honour me,
But dishonoured was he.
He was a man left all alone,
For his goodness, never shone.
He met me and said, 'O brother',
And we had a time together.
'I would quit my illness', he said,
'If you give me a moral aid.
He worried about his daughters,
As everything was spent on quarters.
He showed a great endurance,
Will, repentance and penance.
But before his total recovery,
Death seized him in his bravery.
They say, I am better than he,
But he was far better than me,
His illness was known to all,
And my, hidden, behind the wall.
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