I am a potato.
I am sad.
Alone I feel
With only myself
And of course the 11 others
I am a colony
A flock
A sack
A dozen to see
And demolish
And be free
So I say my people have
Their independence
Their so called
Equality
We are just potatoes
I am a potato.
I am sad.
YOU ARE READING
Sad Potato
PoetryMy poem is going to make you depressed, so if you want to cry, cry. You are only human as this starch is only a potato.
