Short stories and stuff

#BlueLivesMatter

A Dramatic monologue

So, I'm the bad guy,
Right?
That's what everyone thinks.
I wear this uniform and that me a few of us get to speak for the majority.
That means I'm meant to be hated
Meant to be seen as an injustice
When I, in fact am justice.

I am not the enemy!
I am the hero,
The soldier,
The knight in shining armor
Ready to protect and sever the people
Against the real monster of the world,
And it's not my fault that most the monsters look like them.
The thieves, the savage killer,
The kid corrupting thugs that kill this nation from the inside out,
Going around chanting, "Fuck the Police!" all the do-da-day
But if I state the facts,
If I think for one second that we might be better off without them,
Then I'm a racist.
But there are no double-standers
They can't be racist,
Because their oppressed and I'm not.

Why can't I be oppressed?
I feel oppression every time I have to walk these streets
And be seen as a pig before a person.
As if this uniform is me,
This badge giving everyone the right to stereotype
So why even try to be more than what they'll always see.
A white guy, taking another dose supremacy every time he shouts, "Freeze!" 
Taking pride in that fact it's my choice on if you make it home tonight.

But it was never in the job description that it would my job to weigh a life.
Yours, or mine?
So I may pull the trigger before you destroy me,
Because I'm savior,
And it's because of what you did that brought you to my attention
That brought us to this scene.
So, if I have to show to the world that I'm prefect,
Then you have to prove your perfection to me.

Respect the Authority