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Introduction
A poem written by a young DeAndre McCullough, a criminal drug dealer who when he wrote that poem was doing time. It gives a very clear and a very grim view at the life of drugs and crime in the inner city,. namely in Baltimore. No lasting victory in the war on drugs can be bought by doubling the number of beat cops or tripling the number of prison beds. Jocko Willink: We can't stop it. Not with all the lawyers, guns and money in this world; not with guilt or morality or righteous indignation.