Layla Riley-Hill Poet Free verse

Rest is revolutionary

Rest was a luxury black people weren't granted
Something we wanted
But couldn't afford it
Our survival was more important

Constantly looking over our shoulder
Wondering whilst we're walking
If this is our last moment
Internally we ask
Are we going to be murdered ?
This for us is a daily burden

Being tired is a privilege we don't get
We can feel tired
But we are not allowed to show it
Society deems our feelings to be unimportant
Because apparently black people are not allowed to be vulnerable
We are either seen as too aggressive or too emotional

But rest is something that we've earned
Something we deserve
Something we've come to learn
Is that we are not burdens
And our need for rest
Is not a weakness
And the most important thing is we put us And our families first
And that we won't be the world's carers
Anymore

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