Written to a friend after listening to his story: Silver star veteran In my life I’ve been through hell, the gate keeper, he knows me well. I grew up taking stripes at my back, they didn’t stop until I learnt to attack. My childhood was a struggle, it was cruel got in to many fights while I attended school. In my last fight I didn’t relent or became calm. until I saw the chevrons on the headlocking arm ⬇️