A Cosmic Contest Poem by Karpop Riba

In the whimsical realms of life's wild delight
A fighter's story unfolds..
Before I took my first breath, I went to war
Beating all those measly cells, left them sore!

The race was fierce, a true marathon
A zillion contenders, all striving to be the one.
But I, my friend, was a fighter no less,
Outwitting those cells with my ninja finesse.

I strapped on my armor, a tiny mighty knight
Swinging swords made of courage, shining so bright.
Against the odds, I sprinted through the fray
Leaving those cells in awe, shouting, 'Hooray! ! '

Perfect conditions -
Oh! they had to align,
Like a cosmic recipe,
From DNA to chromosomes, a delicate mix
Everything had to be perfect, no tricks!

The Universe conspired, sprinkling stardust overhead
Making sure my journey was hilarious instead.
Little cosmic helpers, playing pranks with grace
Tickling genes, ensuring a quirky mischievous chase.

Each piece of the puzzle, a whimsical surprise,
As if destiny were in cahoots with the skies.
A cosmic game of 'Simon Says, ' they played
Creating a masterpiece for the role I would portray.

So now here I am, with a laugh and a grin,
A warrior with a twist,
Let the battle begin!
From the moment I was born till this very day,
I'll conquer any challenge that stands in my way.

For life's too short to be all dull and gray
I'll bring humor and amusement, every single day.
With a twinkle in my eye and a skip in my stride
I'll dance through existence with joy as my guide.