Nothing but good trouble, he repeats over and over. The young man lifts his hands as the police only stop to refill their canisters. His voice echoed throughout the night in the midst of the rubber bullets and flashbangs. Smoke once again flowed through Black Lives Matter Plaza every night this past weekend, but Black Voices are what should be remembered.

Not to Be Sacrificed-SML
Not to Be Sacrificed

Moments before the police begin another rampage, a young man sits in peace. I won’t show his face, but there is no fear in his eyes. He is calm, present, and focused. Within minutes the police were shoving him, tear gas was used once again.

Black Man in Peace
Black Man in Peace

We should not forget when the first shots were fired. As violence escalates, remember that police did not kill Ahmaud Aubrey.  We still do not have justice for Breonna Taylor, while more police brutality occurs right here in the Nation’s Capital. The day this president took the infamous walk I knew that one day we would be at this point. Now that shots are being fired, what will civilians do next?

The world is under attack, however it is important to be clear where you stand on this attack front. I do not think this is a time to let fascism win in this country. This country was set on a path long ago, it is up to all of us to set a new course. However, too many of us are afraid, and in shock. They see the events and say what do we do that hasn’t been tried. At least, move forward with bravery.

Woman in Smoke
Woman in Smoke

Unbossed, unbothered, unafraid. A young woman fixes her hair as tear gas begins to fill the air. Fifteen seconds later, the police are storming the plaza and attempting to make their first arrests. Wearing nothing but a tank top and basketball shorts, police in riot gear relentlessly fired tear gas, intending to cause harm; “less lethally” She knew this was coming, she fixed her hair. 

With Our Fist
With Our Fist

As the police formed back up, getting ready for another attack, a young man raises his fist. You can hear the voices of the protesters from behind still chanting. As I turn around, I couldn’t see them, just tear gas smoke and a clear sky of stars. The voices were greater than what was coming their way. Greater than what was in the air, and it is something that cannot be ignored. The police continue to show unjust excessive force, but our voices will be heard.