Another Weekly Writing Challenge I Could’t Resist
I dedicate this post to a great friend of mine who, like the very challenge suggests we ought, taught me to see things as more than they appear to be…
Hot Potato
We’ve all been kids; all played the Game
Had lots of Fun
Getting your chance to have the Spud, give it a Go, give it a Run…
Yes we’ve all been kids; all played the game
But what would you do if it was your name?
Hot Potato Man
Passed around from hand to hand
Giving hours of entertainment to everyone in the land
“But what of me”?
He would say, choking back his dry spud tears with raspy pleads…
“What about what I need”?
The others never get there though; never stopped to think,
Just what becomes of those cuts, bruises, and nicks
Hot Potato Man
Passed around from hand to hand
Giving hours of entertainment to everyone in the land
But, the Game, its precept – did you ever consider –
Just how he could possibly be anything but angry and bitter?
Knowing that the Loser is whoever holds him in the end
Is it really that surprising he has trouble making a friend?
Knowing that as soon as someone feels the uncomfortable burn
They send him along – someone else’s turn.
Yes, I am the Hot Potato Man
Who, after years and years of being passed around from hand to hand
Happened upon a grain of Sand
The grain stuck to my skin with all its might
And after just a little time and some sunlight
Well that grain of sand became a small shimmer of glass
And suddenly the Hot Potato Man realized
Something new had come to pass
Now when he was shuffled from hand to hand
He had a distinguishing mark – this shimmering grain of sand.
While most remained subtly, subliminally entertained
There were a select few that saw this spud had undergone a Change.
Yes, a select few in this superficial land
That realized this was not a Hot Potato
But a Man.
Enjoyed this poem! Fun and deep at that same time. Love the energy and vibe. Happy Friday!
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Thank you 🙂 I really enjoy your style too
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Thanks for the ping back – hope you stop by again!
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