Extractions, fillings, and drillings
Placing crowns on pearls
Brightening a future
Bracing the serpentine white line
Cleaning away remnants of the past
All just parts of my soon to be dream
Dental School is on the horizon
Engineering the birth of a national chain
Night, after night, after enamel night
Intricate, precise, routine procedures.
School years just pilling on top of the first 17,
Trained hands, now in demand
No decay stands in my way.
I’ll remove it like a root canal,
Fill pit trap cavities with ease,
Vacuum up the excess with a vortexing breeze.
Some don’t believe in me, but achieve I shall,
Just to bring out a rotting gum-lined frown owned by the people who tell me nay.
Being a dentist is not a dream anymore,
It’s a reality in the making.
The path may come with a doctorate in the end,
But I will have a Dr. in the beginning.