The Story of One Rotten Potato

It starts with one box Full of good potatoes Judging from inside out You have good potatoes here Slime simpering smell Drifting in from nowhere Perhaps is just a heat Supposedly is one of those days They still look good Just open the box to catch the air Before you know it The dead rat scent is unbearable Stinking liquid wets the bottom of the box Almost the whole box is rotten How could you not see that coming? Was it your ignorance? Were you deceived by the lookssss? What have you done? There was something about one potato, That did not look like it would spoil right? Could be that small dark mark have Spoiled the whole box? Was it one of those contagious thing? Nobody is perfect isn't so? You are not perfect isn't so? How to see a serpent covered in Human skin? The rotten smell attracts fruit flies, When troubles arise you will see Promise of peace drifting by Only to turn to be traitors Whilst spirit beings perish In the valleys of ignorance Like the children of God Who lack's knowledge. That could only be a scenario of One rotten potato!!!