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Titled The Psalmist Creed, emerging poet Asford Psalms’ weekly poetry column consists selected poems from his yet-to-be-released debut collection.
Here is Contrast to Worth:
Real or abstract?
Do tell after you ponder on facts.
Am I worth it?
Do tell after you have read it.
Or wait! After I am not among you but definitely beneath your feet.
Am I worth it?
Do tell after I leave your wits.
I don’t want the answer now.
It’s either you lie or you realize after I die.
Am I worth it?
Time- Then share with me a bit now before it flies.
Am I worth it?
Words- Then tell me something good now before I’m not here to even pester your mood.
Am I worth it?
Love- Then share with me some now before I’m not even around.
Am I worth it?
Days- Then share with me one now before I go living in grace.
Am I worth it?
Space- Then hold me tight now before I fall out of hand and into cold space.
Am I worth it?
Compassion- Then share with me some now before I’m not around to reel out my xeric tears or cry in a voiceless sound.
Am I worth it?
Prayer- Then pray for me now before under your feet; I’m laid.
Am I worth it?
Praise- Then praise me more before I’m gone.
So therefore, tell me- I’m I worth more to you alive or I’m I more to you dead?
Family; friends; father; mother; brother; sister!
Do tell after you ponder over the facts.
Should I feel my worth to you is real?
Or should I know that I will reel down into the earth as an abstract.
Do tell- I’m I worth more to you alive?
Or I am more to you dead?
Would you stupor whilst I’m alive?
Or you would succor after I’m encoffined.
Do I contrast my worth?
