Suffering's Relative

It means so much, your journey here,
A skill of perseverance, sincere.
Don’t let this gift lie dormant still,
Focus, let inspiration fill.

In this state, all things endure,
Truth and healing, strong and pure.
A game of survival, rise above,
Lies spread wide, but choose love.

Many are unenlightened, see,
Yet we create our destiny.
Suffering's relative, life’s path we tread,
Our soul remains unharmed, spirit-fed.

We suffer, learn, and empathy gain,
New skills for our soul's domain.
Understand each other more,
Through life’s trials, we explore.

No shame in failing, relatable we stand,
Influential, with pride in hand.
The goal, to live despite the strife,
Malignant thoughts, change our life.

We are creators, active, bold,
In our hands, our stories unfold.