I was born and raised in a war fetish. Where everybody is in the right and rarely in the wrong. Two guardians singing the same old song over and over again. Damn! Nobody can get over the past. No matter how you do the math, this type of marriage can’t last. I’m living proof that things do fall apart. Although my experience hurts my heart, I got to keep on keeping on. I got to keep on keeping on. I must live life and be strong. I must live life and be strong. Word as born. Peace!