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              The voices of the dying children in the ghettos and clinics of this world, has been heard in

              the highest heaven. Who shall give account for so much suffering and pain? IT’S TIME TO


              STOP YA’LL!

              Where is this ghetto, that some say is the cause of our problems?  Is it the ghetto we live


              in? Or is it that ghetto that exists in some of our minds? We must be aware of the attitude

              named ghetto. For in order to escape from any place, one must leave that place both

              mentally and physically. And thirdly more than any, you must leave spiritually. Don’t hand


              me that old rag about no education because there are many educated people, with the

              attitude named ghetto. What we’ve got to do, is defeat this drug demon that is trying to


              destroy a whole generation of our off spring. We must take a look in the mirror: we must

              see the destruction in our own faces! IT’S TIME TO STOP YALL!


              Self- confidence is the child of self- respect. And self includes the body. When we

              disrespect our bodies with drugs and too much strong drink, then our mind, heart and soul


              are disrespected also. You must love yourself, no matter what your situation may be. Self-

              hatred is the master of self- destruction. Some may say, what is this man talking about? I


              don’t hate myself. Then you better check yourself. If you didn’t hate yourself, you wouldn’t

              be putting all those poison chemicals inside your body. Ain’t you up on chemical warfare?

              Can you poison a rat or roach or any animal, without first enticing it to take the bait? We


              are worst off!  Like the ant, which take the poison to the queen, so is the drug dealer who

              sell people dope! The weak ones die, cause the poison is illusive and makes one think it’s


              good for them. But all the time it’s killing you. It kills you, until your true self is dead. Then

              it transforms you into a two legged scavenger that attacks, steals and destroys its own


              wife, mother, father, husband and children, and anyone who ever loved the person that it

              used to be.  IT'S TIME TO STOP YALL!

              A divided soul with a hand full of rocks can destroy a whole family. Let me define what a


              divided soul is. The divided soul is a drug dealer. He was a being in the family of mankind
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