The Sperm Poem by Randy McClave

From instinct and desire I swam
Obstacles and competition I fought,
To give up or to surrender I knew not
Just to become who that I now am.
Against me there were enormous odds
That wanted to arrive there first,
But, it was I who arrived with a burst
I won a victory against many shooting rods.
Of course there were many other males
Who anxiously cheered their fluids on,
But, I was already the chosen spawn
And sometimes only time unveils.
I was designed with a purpose and a plan
And I knew as of the others of the plot,
So, I raced as quickly as I was shot
Then soon, I help create a man.

Randy L. McClave