Behold the test where futures rise or fall,
A gate of thought, of science, will, and nerve.
Its questions echo like a distant call
To heal, to learn, to lead, to serve, deserve.
The passage dense, the data swift and deep,
With logic twined through every winding phrase.
While sleepless minds their weary vigils keep,
And mark the hours by Kaplan’s measured days.
Yet in this crucible, the soul is tried—
Not just in facts, but in the strength to strive.
A purpose forged where intellect and pride
Unite to keep ambition’s flame alive.
O MCAT, daunting beast both cruel and wise,
You test the heart as much as mind and eyes.
No comments:
Post a Comment