Strife

Why is strife so memorable? It seems our struggles are painted on our wings As we fly to the destination of our dreams We can remember the murky water Traveled in and the time that clarity evened Just as the differences and darkness That confused the explorers of as the manifest destiny Became a threat to another human existences The separation to isolation was a part of history As we remember like its yesterday For it trickled through veins and the conversation pieces Mark the halls of historic museums And followed by mediator’s confusion Perpetrators So why is so easy to remember our strife?