Beautiful life so often forsaken
Let sounds of the night gently awaken
The burning desire to live
Caught up in the rhythm with no rhyme or reason
I keep running in place with each passing season
To proceed I first must forgive
Forgive myself for not reaching the unattainable
Forgive the world for being so unchangeable
And I must let myself just be
Be merely human. Be free
Tyler Estes is a third-year M.D./M.P.H. student at UAMS.