In a world where value is ascertained;

By the price tag;

Where everything is measured;

In monetary terms;

Where relationships are appraised;

As investments for profitable returns;

Where careers are chosen for wards;

Based on their lucrativeness;

And not on passion and talent;

Where celebrities are valued;

Per their net worth;

                                               As if that’s the measure;    

For their relevance;

 

The value of a marriage;

Isn’t the sum of assets owned;

 But the stability of the two people involved;

The value of a company;

Isn’t exclusive to its net worth;

But inclusive of the manpower behind the company;

Just as any group;

Is as good as its partners;

So is any company;

As the people breaking their backs;

To keep it running;

 

Even though it doesn’t look like it;

But the poorest man on earth;

Is of more value;

Than the choicest of jewels;

Because the pauper has a soul;

Which can’t be bought;

No precious stone no matter its authenticity;

Can afford one breath of life;

 

So let’s beware;

Of what we place much value on;

Any ‘who’ is worth more than any ‘what’;

Be patient with those who seem ‘useless’;

They may still be in their ore;

Yet to be discovered;

Not everything with a price tag;

Is actually that valuable;

And not everything valuable;

Is that pricey;

 

What does value mean to you?

What do you value most?

 

© Josephine Amoako 2016