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Response to the Call

Poetry By: facmd09

This poem is about my call to become a future physician.

Submitted:Feb 22, 2007    Reads: 97    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Many a day I wondered about my plans for the future.

I was unaware that one day my attending would teach me how to suture.

My friends thought the stage would be my claim to fame.

Little did they know one day I would write doctor in front of my name.

I must admit I was excited yet fearful of such a prestigious call.

But then I remembered Jeremiah's teaching and decided to stand tall.

I knew this call would entail obstacles not yet known to me.

The first year I aborted the mission and almost decided to flee.

I began to lose all my fire.

I soon became flat as a tire.

Then a wise woman told me life is full of bumps.

She repeatedly said, "Son never give up".

I became anxious and could not remain still.

I then returned to do his will.

I realized my fear and doubt was a false alarm.

Finally, I stood alongside my peers and took an oath to do no harm.


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