More Than A Job

Heart beats rapidly,

This is my chance to prove myself.

My chance to help people,

To put away those that have cause calamity.

My chance to help send the wicked to their cell,

To help lay to rest lies and actions that cause such evil.

No little piece of evidence has triviality,

And I will help them give their truths to tell,

For Forensic Scientists make the world a better place little by little.

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