Our journey is complicatedly beautiful. One moment we are young men thinking of worldly adventures. Next, we are easily caught in the maze of hood and city politics. Our fear grows from blue uniforms to people who earn their right of passage by taking one's life. Gunshots at night don't shake us, but lights flashing bring terror and sweat. The older I get, I have to check my ID to make sure it is correct. This is far beyond Islands and horses, the world needs to see me in my glory, but first I'll show my pain. By U #whereU #whatLeon https://www.instagram.com/p/CqEH-JhuN1TrDfGldQ-64cWX-88CYwmbz_zjFA0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=














