We are living in times that have never left; The black community versus the police. No matter how much we protest, no matter how much we want our lives to matter our words seem to fall on deaf ears. Too many of us are dying by the hands of those who are supposed to be protecting us, and this is my way of expressing my pain and disgust for the way we are treated while paying my respects to all of those that have been taken before their time. Lynching, by any other name, remains the same as there is no true justice for the families who have to mourn. May every word in this book be felt and understood well.