Relatable

Influences of the past

May hold us in chains

There is often not enough love

Remaining

For us to care as we need for ourselves

Sadly too

This carried pain

Barricades us from one another

Sadly

So often

We do not see the truth

On an inner level

Of what others are going through

So it is we must tend our own garden well

But not let it stop us from reaching out a helping hand

In love towards each other

For are we not all

In this together?

And is not every single human experience

Relatable?