[Spoken Word] Go Easy on Yourself, Habibti

did you hear the news?the blood flowed and she was handed a hijabwash the stains, cover the head, hide the chestit's a haemorrhage of her childhood.listen, there is blood on the streets too.it's not hers. bodies lie in plain sight.how will she wash these stains?rainwater returns to the beds of roses.she's Trending, it's all over the newsit's all oversister, you're no longerpart of the hood. you took it offand here i Unfollow you. this vlogi Dislike.you think she got the Makki years,you think it's easy for her to testify to tawhidbut wasn't it always: here! wear this, fix that, do it, pray now, question later, answer never.the mothers of believers, the earliest sistersgot the years needed to adopt a behaviour.when we're not Trending on twitter for being deador the alleged cause of death,most of us are working or helping someone else work paycheque to paycheque.God said the night was made for restingbut the world said there is no rest for the one on the night shift.angels gather when she speaks of God,what harm can harm her when she is witnessed?rainwater evaporates like a textbook lesson. the sun is ablaze and a barren field blossoms. look, it's a storm of sunflowers.she picks up a letter she's written to God.I'm excited for us to meet, ya Rabb.the mountains she loves turn to dust.the sky opens into gates. a trumpet blows, and Israfil exhales. by Ayesha Nasir