In this book I provide a narrative featuring characters that explode the idea that clever, young, and Black is oxymoronic. My intent is to show the sinew of outreach and how commitment to a cause larger than oneself, has the potential for a seismic shift in world order…in time. For someone to live out the maxim of Being thy brother’s keeper takes a special sort, but for a small collection of do-gooders to wrapped themselves in those words and execute, dents the universe, which is the crux of the story. This close nit group, after being called out by one of its own, chose to stop with unproductive rhetoric and empty bombast regarding fixing the community and commit to being change agents for those lost in the city wilderness. Now before I impression you with this being a two dimensional story about bleeding hearts, it’s not that, I hasten to state that the range of matters toured, visits the continuum of life, to unformatted death, definitely 3-D. Youth, when loosely defined is subjective, and just as there are some young people who experience accelerated intellectual maturity there too are older people whose cerebral and emotional development arrests, often by their own volition, I have made space for both. The crucial truth is that there is a dearth of encouraging stories about inner city youth who are not famous, or silver spooned, but who have epic potential to excel somewhere in the cosmos, earth not be the limit; contrarily, there is an overabundance of stories that focus on those endeavors that drive their early demise, incarceration, or someone else’s, at their hands. These stories, no doubt, provide important insights on the complex, sometime tragic, but too often poignant lone walks they navigate, sadly many who travel these same routes and are vessels of hope, their stories are unsung, Leviticus is their story.