A Dream Of Helping Others
Everyone is different; we are not all the same,
While some like to teach, some like to fly planes,
As children we wonder what we shall do one day,
And during my childhood I always would say,
“I want to be a teacher, to help others learn!
I wish to study animals, and know how stomachs churn!
I will work at the zoo, all the different animals to see!”
But little did I know those dreams were not for me,
When I started thinking, what one job was best,
It must not compare with any of the rest,
And now that I know what I want to do,
I can say I will help others, and that includes you,
There are many different illnesses today that we cannot cure,
And I will be working to change that for sure,
Cancer, AIDS, and just the common cold,
Are just a few strains that I will come to hold,
As I study science in the biomedical field,
I hope to work for disease control, to help others from getting killed,
My dream job is to use my blessing of knowledge,
And to do this I first need to afford my classes at college.
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