One free walk in the street turns into a depressing and vivid night. Key dependence becomes a fast fear, the one he is called to trust becomes another reason for bitter tears. All just because his hairstyle portrays the habits of a thug. Discipline will turn to torture as his follicles are torn apart in ruthless laughter by the blue ones. His appearance was overlooked, suddenly he deserves a jail sentence.
“Where were you going? “no one asked. His errands have turned into a series of statements. The alley downtown has been under continuous attack. The blue swore protection and yet here it is, the victim himself dragged with innocence into inevitable hack.
It might be a new shock, but his eyes showed no surprise.
“It’s not me! “He wanted to say, then the flashback of his friend a week ago made him remember it’s all in vain. Arrogance from protection takes over, all entitlement feeds their forced anger and just like that shots fill the air every sunset. In the name of ending crime, ending the wrong life has become the usual regime. Trusting blues has become a myth, protection turned into a delusion. The ones feeding on silver chances, a case almost extinct in the hands of protection. Sad reality in this country. Hairstyle is now a threat and evidence that is unknown is enough reason to end a dream. The future of the nation. Blue ‘protection’ is just an excuse to enjoy cheap bribes and reduce innocent young lives.
Diana Indigo