You, Me, and the Colors of Life

by Noa C. Walker

“People want safe roads. They want to be able to go to the bank without getting robbed. They want to walk the streets at night without fear of being beaten up or raped. They want . . . dammit!” Thomas banged the steering wheel with his hand. “But God forbid a policeman asks for their ID. God forbid they get a speeding ticket. God forbid they go to a protest and there are policemen there to protect buildings or other demonstrators or whatever.