The car scattered
They all looked battered.
But on me
The only thing
That was truly battered
Was my fate
While I sat there
At heavens gates
I realized I had more to live for
As he said authoritatively
What are you doing?
Slow down or you will get killed?
And I realized I have lost control
I know now that I have more to live for
Although I have lost my car
I have more to live for
If he hadn't took the steering
I would have been gone
I know now that I have more to live for
Although I hadn't died
I have wounded my pride
But I have more to live for
I've met God.
Jemima Rivas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-have-more-to-live-for/
