Exquisite delicacy
This root sends me
To the heights of ecstacy
Born from dirt and life
This brown colored creation
I cut with a knife
Or boil in water
Bringing out potential
By making it hotter
It can be bland
Or it can be exotic
Just like a potato
Life can be chaotic
So when shadows surround
And you struggle to stand
Remember words of Plato
Life is but a potato
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A Peek Behind The Veil
PoetryA collection of poetry that takes a deeper look at life experiences.
