A Dream to Work For

A dream

A hallway, my heels softly clicking as I walk

The polished table

A clipboard

Perched precariously on the edge

Waiting to be taken

To absorb information-knowledge-experiences

What can one person do in a world that is so large?

How can one person make an impact when time is so fleeting?

The dream that one day

I will be walking, perhaps absentmindedly,

Thinking, reflecting, wondering

And find the answer

The ephemeral glimpse of a solution

That will save the lives of millions

A doctor.

A researcher.

A life-saver.

One life-long goal.

A dream to work for.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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