POETIC LICENCE: Pain in Praise – Asford Psalms

I know. Yes! I know. There is pain in praise. Would you not expect me to know? Gladly, I will do my best and do not expect me to...

I know.

Yes! I know.

There is pain in praise.

Would you not expect me to know?

Gladly, I will do my best and do not expect me to show that I know.

 

Yes! I know.

There is pain in praise.

I can see it in your eyes- in that empty space.

 

You adorn me with haste.

You are gracious in such good days.

I wonder how long it will last anyway.

I know you are mannish and it is trait.

And particularly why I see pain coming with praise.

 

You are good to me.

You acknowledge my rights and praise me with a good price.

But wait! Here comes my faults- I am you; body, blood and bones.

I falter.

I can’t be a nut neither a bolt.

I am body, blood and bones.

I plead and pray you don’t praise me.

The mouth that hails me is merciful and swift, it stands on a precipice to slay me.

 

I warrant a lot but nothing from you.

I deserve the praise but I don’t want it from you.

The mouth that hails me morphs the tenses which disgraces me.

There is pain in your praise knowing your bipedal lips can slay me.

 

What brings the full in the praise is knowing today I have your praise; behind my back, tomorrow, your lips owe me a different name.

 

Credit: Asford Psalm

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