THE POT

You're important but not indispensable

Where I'm from;

the pot was an enchanter,
an alchemist who studied
wizardry and not chemistry.

he created magic by conjuring
different delicacies with distinct efficacy.
he was the guardian of all galaxies,
guarding the most valuable asset of the kitchen.
Hence we called him Pot Of Soup.

day in, day out,
he made himself into;
rice, beans and every other thing in between.
he was indispensable.

the only thing the kettle had
was a long mouth for calling others names.
the kettle always calling the pot black,
never knew her duties were confined
to boiling only water and nothing more.
she was almost useless.

the frying pan was a tyrant,
he brutally punished his enemies
in deep golden hot oil.
Meat. Fish. Egg. Potatoes
were the archenemies.
he was amazingly brutal.

pot was the best of the lot.
“I'm better than the rest,
I can even carry their duties effectively.”
soon, the pot grew conceited
until he puffed up with arrogance.
gradually, his contents began to leak
until he couldn't even hold water.

—

with the death of the pot,
we soon realised that the
frying pan learnt how to fry stew
and the kettle could cook eggs so well.

© Abdulhameed Ridwan O