Through a Kaleidoscope
Looking through a kaleidoscope, the world would not seem strange
The view could not be distorted more than it has throughout the days
Instead of seeing colors displayed in patterns that seem unreal
I see poverty, struggle, and pain that can't be healed
The struggle that is seen, caused by money, no doubt,
incudes the millions of people, suffering without
Without homes, without food, struggling just to live
The vicious cycle continues, we must continue to give
Give more money to go to college, get an educaion and a job,
what happens if I have no money, should I just stop
or should I face the obstacle that is my block from fulfilling my dream of being a doc
Money is the issue, I support myself
My parents would help me but they've been through hell
Paying more and more, losing more each day
I've begun to realize, I don't want that fate
So I'll focus, study, keep straight A's,
apply for scholaships so my dream of being a doctor is not permanantly delayed
These ten years of school will indeed be tough
but they'll be worth it,I'll be glad that I didn't give up
With a doctorates degree in medicine the pain and struggle will be in my past
being a doctor will transform my life path.
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