Black Pot

Im a pot ,
A black ugly pot .
Where i stand at the corner ,
Alone , forever .

Till someone comes ,
And uses me like some ,
Nasty thing , and they ,
Spit inside and then ,
They just walk away ...

Or even some ,
Who comes ,
And they bring me out ,
To a leaking roof , and
They put me under ,
As a job of a basin .

Im just a pot ,
When im useful , they come ,
And when im not ,
Im left alone at the corner ,
Alone , forever .