A Doctor’s
Life
Sirens are a common
sound
to me, comfort
they
offer me a future.
Sleep
deprived I push
myself,
more and more to be the best. To beat
out
all the others. Studying words, most
cannot
pronounce.
Knowing I will make the difference of
life
and death. Strangers will depend, trust in me.
I
practice, and practice; desperate to
make all the
right
choices. Knowing a mistake is not an option.
I
work hours, days, it seems like weeks on end with
no
breaks nor rest. I push harder and harder for my
profession. Many can
not
handle the sadness.
But
I know I am not one
of
them. I am a doctor.
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