Today, I’d like you to invert your inspiration, and write a poem about a very small thing. Whether it’s an atom, a button, a hummingbird’s egg, dollhouse furniture, or the mythical world’s smallest violin, I hope you enjoy your poetic adventures into the microscopic.
Here’s my poem for today – Small, but, Big
To the human race-
You call yourself invincible
But it is I, who is unconquerable
I, who is smaller than a cell
can wreak havoc and make life hell.
A handful, know me-
those that are interested in Biology
Even fewer have seen me-
Those whose noses lie buried in a laboratory.
I may be smaller than a nucleus
but, don't get fooled; my impact's enormous.
I determine a person's fate,
his health and his mental state-
whether he be considered 'Normal'
or, be labelled, 'Special'.
Can you imagine me- smaller than a dot,
accountable for the brain, muscles and face you've got?
The smallest in a family of twenty-three,
It is I, who shoulder a gigantic responsibility.
I, tinier than a pea,
govern your entire identity!
Yours truly,
Choromosome Number 21
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