introduction to I Hurt

 My migration to the U.S.A had also opened my eyes to what was a crippling drug epidemic. Crack cocaine was having a devastating effect on New York City and most inner city throughout these United states of America. I heard of instances where for a hit of crack cocaine folks would sell their bodies and even that of their young daughters to satisfy their crave. This knowledge, the zombie-like appearance of crack heads_; the loss of life due to drug-related turf warfare, which left so many young black males along with many innocent bystanders laying lifeless in pools of blood all along New York City streets, gave way to the inspiration of the following poem, titled I Hurt found on the poetry page of this blog-site.