A Doctor’s Vow

Through nights that steal both sleep and rest, I give my all, and hope for best. Each heartbeat tells a tale unknown, A life I guide, yet not my own. With science sharp and spirit high, I soothe the soul, though some must die. No gold or fame shall mark my name, For duty, not for worldly claim. Where sickness treads, I’ll take my post, And serve the weak who need me most