In hallowed halls of knowledge deep, Where sleepless nights and dreams entwine, They've toiled where shadows dare to creep, With hearts alight for paths divine. Through books and charts, their quest was clear, An endless dance with time and nerves, With whispered hopes held close and dear, In every step, a passion swerves. The stethoscope's metallic grace, A guide to lives they yearn to mend, Their hands now poised to heal, embrace, A lifelong promise without end. O graduates, with spirits bright, In medicine's vast tapestry, May perseverance forge your light, And guide you through eternity.