There are no words to truly express how the injustices inflicted upon “My Son” have affected me. I am angry, hurt, and appalled that someone’s lies can just snatch his life away from him. He was raised to never forget where he came from and to always reach back and help others. This experience is so surreal to me. Some days I can’t believe that my son is sitting in a prison because of someone’s lies. Because this young man’s mother can’t handle the truth about her son and the system is turning a blind eye to the truth about mine. Where is the justice and liberty for my son? No one but God knows how I feel.