Things fall apart.
It is destiny.
No; it is fact.
Life un-strands itself, thread by thread.
The order we once knew becomes disheveled.
New generations change history.
Children lose their innocence.
Houses begin to show wear.
Virgins rarely stay that way forever.
There is no escaping change.
You can try to fight it, but few win that battle.
You can try to deny it, but you will be considered a fool.
Order turns to chaos.
Treasures become broken.
There are very few constants.
Things always fall apart,
But You hold me together.
"It is more difficult and more bitter when a man fails alone."
- Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart