A Traveling Warrior

I am the seed planted nine months prior to birth a traveling warrior racing around her precious fertile earth my tail propelling sending me further in seconds i need hurry, my target beckons In competition with millions all with one objective in mind my opponents are vicious far from kind the warmth of the egg my alternative to sight sublime in my movements there is no time for fright Ahead by a distance I am first in line there it is, I sense it by myself, i'm fine contact at high impact already almost through i'm in, i won, i'm the gamete my seed is now inside you **Copywrite** Jared L. Pickett.....2001