The Needy

How can I reach out my hand? The world puts obstacles in our way, It’s something I can’t withstand. I just want to help, Help the sick, poor…the needy. But we must own a title, And having a little cash is vital. How can I help when I have neither? Do I want to help them that bad? Hold on, let me take a breather. “Dr. McDaniel” “You can’t do it” they say. I’m uncertain of the future, But I can do it, nay. The work, studying and yearly process, I’ll work so hard it won’t be a contest It seems so hard, but I want it, For them. The ones lost, plagued with cancer, Maybe one day, I’ll give them an answer.