There is unanimity in the presence of
There is universality in
A consistence of connection,
Proved by sympathy and empathy,
But humans still feel alone.
Our thought it based on what we've known,
Our desire based on how we've grown,
And life is just a thing we do, it's vague, I know, but it's still true.
Love is often unrequited,
Pain divergent in attack,
Shame is often isolating,
And a facade of loneliness is left.
But listen, speak, relate, and think,
Widen your perspective.
We can change the world someday
Because we're different yet still connected.