Love Borns Justice

By Vincent Pitts

Its a self-help guide for men in poverty/incarcerated, using their community/environment in unfortunate ways to receive profits without a means of providing prosperity for his community, let alone himself. It is frivolous to have funds with no awareness of the doors of opportunity that fiance opens up for anyone, using money as a tool to build/construct their life and not let it subdue them to destroy themselves or others around them. By making useless decisions with funds, they put their lives on the line.

Plenty of ex-convicts, prisoners, street dudes, hittas, head bussa, or whatever you wish to call it that didnt take advantage of the opportunitywish they wouldve, couldve, shouldve, but didnt. I wanna be someone that keeps relevance for men of poverty playing this genocidal game (the black market). Created by a group of ignorant but intelligent individuals that mastered such fields as political science or social science, it is about how to create environment and place the instruments in it to create cause and effect in ya favor. But its all science and being that everything in the universe is one. Scientists have studied practices on all levels of life from humans to flowers, what makes air for example, how everything shares its relationship with other elements. Its all by design (just as work = force distance). Thats what I want men incarcerated or in grave states of poverty to understand. Its all on our correspondences to situations that manifest who we identify ourselves as in these struggles.

You can manipulate situations just as different minerals conduct energy (gold and electricity for example). Being that were playing the hands that was dealt to us by society, lets make the best out of it for ourselves as well as for our families. Lets put our children in academies and institutions thatll bring role models in our communities for whatever natural talents/abilities theyre a genius at. Everybody cant be a professional entertainer or athlete, but our communities would appreciate more engineers, scientists, inventors, doctors, lawyers, activists, carpenters, welders, brick masons, electricians, job developers, etc. Thats the least we could do if the plan is to set out for destruction. What do you have to show for it in the end? A wise man always told me to plan to the last step or end. Cause what do our family get from itembarrassment, some bull-crap memories, some cars, some jewelry, status quo in the streets. Thats a small vision for a man risking his right to humanity to place himself in a grave cell or to be on the run. Its all in the game to lose, not win. Go corporate, own some titles and deeds, laugh in your oppressors face like you wanted me to fail. But I played the game as a stepping stone(start-up business money) to create jobs for low-income families or for your own family as well as for yourself. Pay for your vocation or someone in your family that has created opportunity for themselves.
We have to put the same energy we put into standing over a stove, trafficking drugs, standing on a corner, running a scam, robbing, or whatever were doing into getting out the social equality. We say that we or our families are not safe mentally or physically. This is where all the statistics and recidivism comes from. Cause of our overall goals while taken, these sacrifices are dormant.

Every man that commits a crime is not doing it for sport. His doing it cause his circumstances, conditions, and living environment subjects him to an American pipeline dream to get ahead in society financially. By nature, man wanna prove for himself or family, especially an alpha male genetically. Even when held by walls, a cell, chains, or fences as well as institutions, his orientation in life instill this type of attitude through the mental hell hes been put through daily, to strive to be who he wanna be and live up to the lifestyle he wants by defeating the system and tapping into a supreme state of his own happiness.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jul 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9781546249191

Vincent Pitts

Im a 29 year old black male from the fast streets of Newberry, S.C. one of the few revolutionaries left in the 20th century. Im cur rently incarcerated for falling victim in game the was meant for me and many other black men to fail in society and cripple us academically as a convicts in the social and academic world of America.. Im a Tycoon a product or person made from his environment suffering supreme states of psychological warfare, identical suppression, oppression, 24 hours a day from his peers as well as the captives playing the devils advocate in form of rehabilitation counselor and corrections officers .. A battlefield called genocides/modern day slavery that I became a expert solider in actually becoming the General of my own life.. Being responsible for my own destine no matter where Im at or up against... I want to be a direct scientist for future people to under the war we up against in laymen terms that makes criminals thugs and mobsters and so called gangsters..........And show the world being subjected to pressure makes different things...Pressure makes diamond I guest it made me.....

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Chapter 1

Saturday night downtown Newberry, at the Blue Moon, sports bar. V-L pulled up with his dress code on full attattack in his new 645 BMW coupe, top dropped black on black with black 26" forgiato wheels.

All the well known players was out with their crews showing off their cars, jewels, and money popping.

The place was way too packed like usual with some of Carolina’s most finest Orange clay and chocolate women from all over the Midlands surrounding counties.

V-L was very well known in these area’s for his reign status in the streets for distribution of drugs and murders. He was labeled as nothing to play with. He was smooth as suede shoes. The owner had a special parking space just to V-L. He backed his pretty coupe in the space playing, Young Jeezy, Soul Survival.

All eye’s was on him every girl desired to have just one night with this business tycoon, but this 500 fortune street mogul was entertaining nothing but the Benjamin’s.

After exiting his coupe he did his usual entering the side door with the owner, Kid, waiting.

What’s good V. said kid.

You already know, another day another dollar, what that business be like? V-L responded.

Half way this time, big man, I got your money for that push, that’s counted up, 30 bands. said Kids, handing V-L a nice bulk of crispy bills. And here’s. Fifteen for that half of chick. he said handing V-L another bulk of bills.

Word, I’ll have that dropped off asap, let me bust at my pack lady.

Say no more.

Half way don’t even sound like you but-

Man I had some bills I had to catch up on. Kid said interrupting V-L.

You ain’t gotta explain to me, but like I was fixing to say I’m bout to step off in this party. V-L said giving Kid a pound staring him in the eyes.

V-L came through the back behind the bar, he looked around a little the bar was always comfortable cause he rolled mostly solo, cause he understood how grimy men and women could be when it came to materialism.

Out of this particular night it was a female that caught his eye sitting at the end of the bar looking real shy and out of place. V-L started to circle around the bar, but before He circled the bar he gave the bartender three crispy Benjamin’s and told him pointing his finger towards the sisters sitting at the end of the bar. Let her know all her drinks are on the house for her as well as whomevers with her. V-L didn’t take his eyes off her as he circled the bar moving towards her.

Damn girl it’s smokey in here, said one of Tantaneas friend."

I know right, where the he’ll is Tree them, They suppose to been here by now. said Tantanea waving smoke out her face. Ima go ahead and my drink so I can get in the mood, cause I feel out of place I thought I was gone see or find me a prince charming, all I see is hoodlums. she said turning towards the bar waving for the bartender to take her order. Would like ciroc with cranberry juice, make it a nice blend double shots for us both. Pointing at friend.

She pulled out her credit card handing it towards the bartender, he turned his back on her.

After returning with drinks. Ha, I’m striving to pay for my drink. She screamed causing the bartender to turn back around an face her.

Ma’am your rounds are paid for all night, just order up. said the bartender.

And who my this someone be that paid for my rounds, if you don’t Ming me asking.

Just know you must be someone special, cause I’ve been here over year, and he never done that for no one since I been working here. he said.

But, who is it?

He’s coming your way now. the bartender said pointing over her shoulder. She turned around on her stool her heart was beating fast cause whomever this guy was walking towards her was on his job as far as physical physics. Hopefully his mind is Sharp as his looks. she said to herself.

Now face to face, they both couldn’t stop smiling, Tantanea friend was star struck by his presence as well.

How you black woman? V-L said extending his hand to grab hers.

I’m fine. she replied returning the hand shake. V-L kissed the back of her hand.

I know that tell me something I don’t know. V-L said causing her to laugh, "Are you enjoying your drinks?

I’m sure I will, when I start sipping my first on……. Area you from this area?

Does it matter? V-L said in sarcasm making her smack her teeth. Loosen up I’m just kidding beautiful, you too cute to lack a sense of humor. My name V-L, can I take a seat?"

I don’t know, can you?

I’ll take that as a yes. V-L said taking seat besides her.

So what’s your current situation Mr. V-L.

Entrepreneurship, and you? V-L received a firm stare from Tantanea.

If you in the streets be honest, cause I don’t like liars, by the way ima criminal defense lawyer in South Carolina.

I’m being honest Ms. Ambitious.

Its Tantanea to you. she said making him smile.

Well like I was saying Ms. Tantanea, I’m honest only when it’s given in return, cause I deal with equality I only can give you what you give me nothing more nothing less and who’s to say you’ll let me be around for the furniture, and if so their sure want be no surprise lies.

So where’s your girlfriend or girlfriends Casanova, cause you look like you got plenty.

I don’t have neither, and I don’t deal with girls I deal with women and that’s a big difference.

Why not and what makes you so, distinguished?

Well first off I’m real picky and choosy about who I give my time to cause its better invested than wasted, you heard. You got a very strong aura you modest, you didn’t overdo your wear and you the baddest in the building. You put the icing on the cake when you pulled out your credit card to pay for your own drinks tells me you’re self sufficient, you got your own and you careful about your well being with finances. And let me guest you a workaholic, your skin glows so bright I can tell you very rarely get to show your kinky side, meaning you don’t let too many dudes get in that juice box. "V-L said causing her to smile because he had described her to the T.

I don’t know what to say, I’m speechless, you got great oral skills, you know that. Tantanea said sipping her drink.

And you got a very pure persona.

So do you drink.

Nah, been past that, it’s unnatural.

Smoke.

VL shook his head from side to side.

So what do you do, monk.

If the money don’t move I budge.

I hear that, I’ll bet your cool ass is a king pin. she said flashing a hundred dollar bill between her fingers in his face.

Bad as I would love to take your money, and since we said we gone be honest, If I would it matter?

If you plan on seeing me keep dealings way away from me, cause that’s not a productive career for a Blackman.

I can see that and I may have to take you up on your offer.

On what offer? she said looking confused."

Pursuing you, that’s what offer, unless, I’m too much for you. VL said causing her to choke up on her drink he patted her on the back. Her girl friend also came to aid her. What you doing to my girl Tantanea friend asked.

He good vet. Tantanea said to her friend.

I seen the girl just walk in. said vet.

Ok cool. Tantanea said focusing back in on VL. Now back to you, how you know I ain’t too much for you.

It ain’t Nan woman on the planet earth I can’t handle.

Oh, is that righr?

That’s right.

Tantanea leaned in towards VL ear. Well we’ll just have to let the opportunity present itself and see who can handle who.

We just might, but it look like your girls coming. He played a soft kiss on her cheek. Y’all have good time hopefully I’ll catch you later, beautiful, peace.

Before he could take his first steps she grabbed him by the hand pulling him up on her stand on her Gucci heels. Take my number, where’s your phone? she asked.

He handed her his phone from his pocket, put her number in his phone and called her phone. That way I know I want lose you, peace unto you too. She hugged him getting the aroma of his cologne, it made her wet between her legs. after letting go VL disappeared through the crowd right before her friends walked up.

Damn bitch who was that mystery man. One of of Tantaneas friends asked.

"Nobody, nosey, did we come here to have fun or talk about who’s pursuing me.

Already know we came to turn up bitch. They all screamed. Who’s the rounds on.

They already paid for thanks to mystery man.

Damn you good girl. They all laughed again giving each other high fives.

VL went to handle hid business like he always done, his pack lady called, and was ready to make the drop.

The suspect Vedo-Love is now approaching a vehicle receiving something from the subject in the vehicle. The investigator said in to his voice recorder.

Did you get the pictures.

Yeah I got him and the licenses plate.

Do we need to take him down now or wait.

Wait, we’ll follow him behind the bar and let everything play itself out.

They two investigators watched patiently as VL went around the building.

VL walked back to the back door to meet with kid, when VL got to the back door it was two unidentified individuals accompanying Kid

"You got the shit? Said Kid impatiently.

What type o question is that, and who the duck are those dudes, VL said in a irate manner.

They good people, V.

Yeah with you, nor me. VL said striving to walk past all them back into the club, out of now her one of the men pulled out a sawed off shotgun and put it toward VL chest area.

It no time to look shocked. one of the men with kid said snatching the bag our of VL’s hand.

Kid what the fuck, nigga. said VL.

I don’t know V, word man. said kid.

Shut the fuck up, where my money. one of the men said searching VL pockets and came up with nothing the money that was suppose to been there was gone. VL had have the fifty bands to his pack lady.

What the fuck you thinking ima slow leak. VL said smiling he knew it was a inside job.

You ain’t gone enjoy it anyways. The robber said still pointing the gun towards VLs face.

Out of no where you heard freeze. VL hit one of the robbers holding the shotgun, it went off boom. Just barely missing VL. The kick from the shotgun cause the robber to lose balance and possession of the weapon. VL hit the other one in the throat with a shot from his 40 caliber causing him to hit Kid in the chest with a reflex shot. VL then dashed through the door closing it putting the lock on it.

Moving through the crowd in a terrific speed everyone heard the shots go off their was excessive screaming, pushing and shoving. He seen Tantanea and her friends was squatted down scared. He went and grab them and told them to hold on to each other’s hand an follow his lead.

When they finally got out the bar, he told Tantanea he had to go he’d see her later, she notice the blood on his arm. He could tell she was worried. He kissed her on the cheek and told her to go home.

Off he ran towards his coupe hitting autostart before he hopped in smashing out tires screeching leaving smoke everywhere barely missing innocent bystanders. He whipped through red lights making a few more turns he was on nuance street heading towards E.A. a neighborhood he was raised in.

Before he could get over the hill by the city police department cop cars wad all over him. Surrounding the beamer front and back it was nothing else he could do but let up the top as he pulled over letting his limo tented windows up. He hit the stash spit in the beamer the 40 caliber disappeared least they didn’t have the weapon.

Chapter 2

A month later

VL was sitting on the opposite side of a visitation glass looking at his mom’s. It was their first visit since he’d been in the county jail. She was crying hehe eyes out all most the whole visit.

"Moms you gotta