“Welcome to Chemistry lab, and now that that’s been said
Raise your hands, all of you who think you’re Pre-Med.
Today’s experiment will involve measurements with a micropipette
And next week we will titrate acids with bases using a Burette.”
In the Bio lab, you stumble over a bucket of cow’s hearts
And you make friends with a fetal pig as you memorize its parts
“How will I get through this?” you find yourself asking
“Only ten more years to go!” your brother jokes in passing
Determined to finish fast, you race on, like a bull with protruding horns
“Slow down! Don’t take Physics over the summer,” you advisor warns
“You better start preparing for the MCAT exam
Unless you want to take a year off and apply next Jan.”
Pressure builds up, competition in the air
“Why do they put us through this?” you think “Life is just not fair!”
“I don’t think I can handle this anymore”, a common refrain
Only sour sticks and chocolate prevent you from going insane
But one day in the Organic lab, you sense your mind wandering
About your life, present and future you begin pondering
Your attention drifts for a moment from the Buchner funnel
You realize, “Hey, there’s a light at the end of this seven-year tunnel”
True.
Someday, you’ll take this light out of your white coat pocket
as you tell a patient to say “ahhh”
Just keep this light shining, friend, and you will go_________.
*The author does not intend to apply to medical school.