By: Ben Bielert Casing stuffed to burstingwith glass shards and kerosenecotton covered hand grenadefilled with broken dreams. Each jagged, broken piecepicked up with shaking handssweat pooling on the browfrom the world's demands. The lines have been drawnin this war of attritionnever slumber partywith the pillow of ambition. © Benjamin Bielert, all rights reserved