IN ALL MY YEARS IN POVERTY, I HAD ONE GOAL : To make it out, by any means necessary. With many illegal involvements in the streets and high school no longer an option, I was certain that my life would result in struggle. Sure enough, it did: Homeless, wounded, neglected, and investigated. I mean, I got dragged through the bottom before I felt comfortable enough to mentor these students. In this 320 page autobiography, SICKO THE STUBBORN CHILD OF GOD, I discuss relationships and decisions – be it good or bad, and the patterns that kept me hypnotized. The many hardships that prevented me from discovering my identity, even as an adult. This book starts off at the roots of a strong Indo-African ancestry, separated and displaced in American poverty. It's stimulated around one-of-many straying away descendants, who gained hands-on experiences in the same place where he was conceived – Bronx, New York. Of an era where drug dealing elders were glorified and gangsters were feared, I equate my infected society to the attitude of angry brave siblings that developed into inmate prospects and known gangster rappers. Without limiting details to the burned-down house I once lived in or the streets that scarred me, I dove into struggles through an alternative life in corporate America, and the discouragements of an entrepreneur determined to plant a seed for his lineage. The storyline isn't shy of explicit involvement, poor personal decisions, domestic disputes, and typical experiences impoverished families endure today. With my truth, I’ll establish everyday “life” through poverties dark lenses, and then offer hope for those who remain broken or simply seek guidance.