What do you see when you look at me,
Do you see someone limited, or someone free,
All some people can do is just look and stare, Simply because they can’t see my hair…
Others think I am controlled and uneducated, They are so thankful that they are not me, Because they would like to remain ‘free’, Well free isn’t exactly the word I would’ve used, Describing women who are cheated on and abused,
They think that I do not have opinions or voice, They think that being hooded isn’t my choice, All they can do is look at me in fear, And in my eye there is a tear, Not because I have been stared at or made fun of,
But because people are ignoring the One up above,
On the Day of Judgment they will be the fools,
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules,
I will be recognized because I am smart and bright,
And because some people are inspired by my sight,
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility,
In the back of their mind they wish they were me,
We have the strength to do what we think is right,
Even if it means putting up a life long fight,
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt,
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt
Yes...Hijab is my Beauty, Hijab is my Crown!! ♥
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