Fri, 03/21/2014 - 15:44 -- zopeng

I was gifted with clever hands,

I was gifted with a capable head,

I was gifted with possibilities,

but all I wanted was a purpose.

I don’t need to save the world,

I’ll that to the leaders there.

I don’t need to save everyone,

I just want to save someone.


There is much hardship on this road,

more obstacles than I had imagined.

There are much more that I need to learn,

and so much more that I need to discover.

I am willing to dive into the unknown,

I am willing to withstand the burden.


Medicine will be my assistant,

and the scalpel as my right hand.


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