I am nothing but a cell
That has grown much too well
A sperm penetrated an ovum to form
Me, a fertilized egg, which started dividing around
From this egg many cell types were differentiated
Creating organs and tissues of which I am now made
So, I am actually nothing but a cell
That cannot change back to its original self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem