Kashaf Ul eman Poet Rhyme

The First White Coat

Don't stop now: not this close to dawn,
Though the highlighter's dry and the coffee's gone.
Every formula, every term you chase,
is a brick in the wall of the life you'll face.
Picture it — the day they call your name,
the room goes still, you're never the same.
They drape the coat across your shoulders slow,
and something in your chest begins to glow.
Turn around — find your mother's eyes,
wet with tears she can't disguise.
Your father stands a little taller too,
whispering, "I always knew, I knew."
Fast forward now, to a hospital hall,
a family waiting, backs to the wall.
a heartbeat steady, a fever that broke,
because of the hands that never gave up hope.
yours.
They'll grip your hand, they won't let go,
"Thank you," they'll say, though you'll barely know.
How much that moment meant to them?
a life resumed, a chance again.
So tonight, when the books feel like too much weight,
remember the coat, the hall, the gate.
you're walking toward with every page, 
Don't close it now. Don't leave the stage.
The seat is yours if you hold the line.
Somewhere, a family is waiting on your time.
Never give up: not one more day,
you're closer to white coat than you know today.

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