PROLOGUE

 Two wounded souls, both alike in identity
 Meet as strangers searching for dignity
 The land of their birth denied them their dream
 While they strove and fought their nation’s scheme
 Held by stubborn fate, they built hardened shell
 To protect themselves from their world of hells
 Each day brought them showers of bitter tears
 From parents whose acts evoked frightened years
 They crossed paths at last, and sparks flew all night
 But they loved so intense it caused a fright
 Two paternal angels stepped into the fray
 And gave them purpose and saved the day
 Then fate and dumb luck opened up their lives
 And let them see love through each other’s eyes.yes.