I wrote this book for my daughters Moji and Ore. I was experiencing unending ritualistic extra-judicial persecution and I was worried about my personal safety while living in a country known to all as the United Kingdom, and it was the only way I could conceive of and trust to deliver the most important story my daughters (who are currently ages 5 and 2) could ever have heard from their father. It is a story of raw racism in the 21st century and the pathetic but prominent roles the victims of this centuries long problem now play in their own subjugation. It is not an attempt to remedy the problem nor prescribe a solution. It is simply my experience of this terror as a targeted individual. It has been more than 5 excruciatingly painful years and I render my story verbatim, as it occurred.