This world could be inverted.
We may be functioning as seahorses.
Maybe, all that we live is imagined,
like we are really living in a dream.
We may be infidel to our respective beloveds
just like the seahorses.
Maybe, our natural gender role
is reversed as that of the specie of seahorse.
We are just as unique
even if we comprise of a specie,
in group or individually.
We may be seahorses really.