One day, I was walking in town, and to my wandering eyes, I saw a garden. It was no surprise. I realized there was something different. I found out very fast. In the middle, there was broken glass. On one side, there were wilted flowers. Yes, it’s true. I saw a police officer with tear-filled eyes. Out of his mouth, he spoke words that came out loose. To him, he was speaking the truth.
Police Officer: They say I am … a horrible person. It’s true. People think I am gunning down every African-American being in this country, and it’s injustice towards our youth. Their hate-filled eyes chant words of grief from “Justice to No Peace.” The truth is, in the words of Eric Gardner, it is I who “cannot breathe.” I am a good person, and I hear these kids scream, and yelp. These
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There is an African-American teenage girl, who is irked, and the hate inside her shows. Her eyes are filled with furry, and they are bright red like Rudolph's nose. The words were coming out of her mouth fast. She spoke about tragic events from the past.
African-American Teenage Girl: They say I am … absurd! I am not! This isn’t bizarre! Police officers are killing teenagers, near and far! They are repulsive! I despise them, like the garbage they are! These people and I have one thing in common, you see! All of these innocent victims resemble me! From Mrs. Bland to Mr. Gray, and many others galore! How many people will be lost? No more! These “supposed community leaders” must immediately go! They are “pigs in a blanket!” Hey! Hey! Oh, no!
These two individuals have both different perspectives on this issue, you see. This shattered glass can be repaired just like the relationship between the police, and the community. The bad police officers must be punished because of the people they have hurt. They try to cover up their wrongdoings just like garden dirt. This process will take time, and we already know. We can take away hate, and make love