Like roaches in a rundown apartment, when the sun sets in the city, drug dealers scurry upon street corners, empty warehouses, and serve their product to cars with rolled down windows as if it were a drive through McDonalds. Bullets buzz like angry bees through the open streets and find homes in innocent bodies leaving only tears and chalk outlines as a memory of their past owners. Our cities have become battle fields and the war is triggered by illegal drugs. ?The consequences for America's central cities, which serve as the hub of a vast underground economy should not be underestimated.…
