I am an evolutionary enigma Clouded in metaphorical mysticism
Product of natural selection and unit of development
I rise in action to cater to regenerative optimism To establish my identity, I am researched
Cataloged, pursued as a religion called stem-cellism.
I am a humble being, with a multitude persona Understanding my facets is still a scientific lacuna As an embryonic and adult stem cell, I am simplified
Totipotent, pluripotent and oligopotent, my versions typified I self-renew and also differentiate, reasons I am personified Concept of plasticity and potency of iPS is epitomized
I agree I am exemplary to field of medicine Only routes need to be defined and justified
I choose my ‘eden’ were quiescence is with which I reside To you known as ‘niche’ here is my fate decisions I decide Never me alone, but my microenvironment comes along Together we plan my odyssey, a divine calling
As be it a defect in hemato, hepato, ocular to neural
Baptized as a ‘ray of hope’ I am circumstantial, not just a referral
Ominous but also an impertinent turn in my serene story Is the catastrophe of cancer stem cell, a woeful mystery
Everything from phenomenon of EMT to genes to epigenetics Have claimed to detour ‘ME’ from being my benevolent best
I assert innocence, but this rebuke and its relevance is for you to test Till then my posit of being compassionate is where I rest.