The sea horse's going to be a father.
A new egg to carry.
A really fascinating creature.
The only pregnant male I've seen.
I've tried to work with that as a concept,
It shows an odd form of nurture and care.
If males got pregnant would the world be any different?
Would we have accomplished world peace or hell?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem