Felt like war, those early years,
We fought a fight for all those years.
Left behind those angry friends,
Lonely, empty in cold study ends,
The shaking hands, in memories,
afraid of the day of clarity, we woke,
we slept and slowly gained, peaceful,
breaths of competence.
Felt like peace, these recent years,
We fought for life, it’s closer here.
Gained joyful friends, amity rose
Happy in wards, elation grows
The still hands, in practice clean,
Gained trust in our abilities, we’ve seen,
We laughed and quickly felt, peaceful,
breaths of competence.
Poetry Thursdays is a weekly newsletter that highlights poems by medical students and physicians. This initiative is led by Slavena Salve Nissan at Icahn School of Medicine at Mount Sinai. If you are interested in contributing, please contact Slavena.