The purpose of this book is "to destroy the myths and mis understandings associated with societal ignorance of this disease. It is written from the depths of my heart for the still suffering addict. For them it is a hand showing a way out of the mental anguish and the suffering of Hell’s chambers also known as addiction.You no longer have to bear the traumatic shame and humiliation of feeling alone and without hope in dealing with this disease. There is help available. Finally it is written to imform America that ninety percent or better of "all" crimes committed in this country are "drug related' and if we don't find legislation to implement education of this fatal and deadly disease soon and very soon we will all be prisoners in our own homes.

Someone yelled "Nigger you picked out your plot yet?" The sound of it was frighteningly real though I thought it was a joke; it wasn't. I was waiting for my runner to bring the package back. It was a slight drizzle. The windshield wipers made their monotonous sound of Splish Splop splish splop with a squeaking sound they emit when the window's mostly dry..The hypnotic sound caused me to doze off. It was so peaceful, the jazz on the radio was Earl Klugh playing "My funny Valentine" when all of a sudden I heard these loud BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. It was a barrage of gunfire coming from big guns that seemed from the flash to be aimed directly at me. His jacket flew out from behind him as the bullets went through his body He dropped like a sack of potatoes in front of me. There was no doubt that he was dead before he hit the ground. I started hyperventilating so bad the windshield started to fog up. I was terrified!! OH MY GOD! They killed him ! I’d never witnessed a murder. What if they saw me? I knew they would not let me escape being a witness. I started the car and slid straight out waiting for another blast to come through my windshield and find it's mark...me. I left and never looked back. I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that the cops would be there very soon.followed by the press with cameras. Death was kind this time and all too real in the world of drugs, violence and murder!

          < /span>Moyo, Kwame Osei, b. 1945 Charlotte, NC as Thomas C Saunders , African American civil rights, political and community activist. He has six children, is divorced and is the President of Health Carousel of the Carolinas. He is also the CEO of Omega First Inc a non profit organization that serves the recovery community and works with recovering substance abusers. He is currently the Chairman of the Board of the Kushite Institute for Wholistic Development. He is a member of The Color of Change.Org, Democracy Now, Move On org, NAACP and N’Cobra. He served as scoutmaster with the Boy Scouts of America for over six years. He has lectured on substance abuse at the University of Winneba located in Winneba Ghana West Africa. He himself is a recovering addict with almost sixteen years clean time. He says with humor that he received his doctorate Degree from UCLA (Under the Corner of Lenox Avenue)