September 2, 2016, Prescott-
(A brief thought, on a sultry night, in which I am lying low.)
You cannot understand, why I take up for men in blue.
Do you not see, that the worst among them represent what will happen,
should the best among them feel abandoned.
You say, “But you don’t understand, that WE don’t understand
their tendency to rush to judgment, and juryhood.
The police speak a language that is indecipherable, in these parts.
This is a language of both words and gestures, often simultaneous with one another.
Their speech and body language, are hard to understand.”
Hmm. I see the problem of dealing with snap decisions.
The police officer weighs in on the young men gathered up ahead.
“I think I’ll need backup- and have a bus ready.
You never know what tricks some of THEM may have up their sleeves,” he opines,
as the air feels thick with words and gestures, from one and foreign to the other.
I, the translator and peacemaker, get weary- as well as wary.