The Vision Poem by Boghos Artinian

The Vision



There was a soft collision -
The lymphocyte 'saw' a vision!
It was a viral coat
Inserting its alien 'thought';
A thought extra-corporeal
In a habit ethereal:
'The codes I hereby dictate
You must henceforth propagate,
For your seed shall multiply
And your 'clan' shall never die! '
Having thus spoken
The coat soon disappeared
In the cytoplasmic clouds.

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