Why Didn'T You Let Me Be

Once I was a married somebody, A bachelor you were, I called you my pal, For I believed you were, You knew all my secrets, For I thought you were trustworthy. My brother used to threaten to kill me, And you knew of it as a pal, Overnight you sent thugs to shoot me dead, Knowing fully-well that everyone would point Fingers at my one and only brother, Accusing him of having killed me, By so doing, you had torn my family apart. Where did I go wrong? To such an extent that I deserved to die, Afterwards, after my burial, You seduced my wife and married her, “Your husband was much more Like a brother to me” Is just what you said, when you propose My wife that you made your own, But, why then did you kill someone who Was much more like a brother to you? You loved my wife and hated my son, Why pal? Why didn’t you let me be to love them both? To get rid of my son you tried, However, you failed, Why didn’t you let me be to look after him? It is unbearable to me that, You also cheated on my wife, Why pal? Why didn’t you let me be to love her? And her alone. Maybe you took my life for better reasons I thought, Realize, I did that, I lost my life Because of my wife, Why then didn’t you marry your own? And for the money you knew I had, Why didn’t you work hard to get rich also? Have you forgotten that, All men must sweat to have the best in this life? Why didn’t you let me be pal? Just to enjoy what I worked hard for, Rest in peace, they wrote on my tombstone, How is that possible? For, I know not the taste of peace, Day and night my soul cries, When I recollect how you fooled me, You called yourself my friend while You were nothing rather than a foe to me, But, you should have let me be, My worst enemy.