Poem about Hijab

(About Hijab (scarf




You look at me and call me oppressed
Simply because of the way I'am dressed
You know me not for what's inside
You judge the clothing I wear with pride
My body is not for your eyes to hold
You must speak to my mind ,not my feminine mold
I am an individual , I am not man's slave
It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave
I have a voice so I will be heard
For in my heart I carry His word
O ye women ,wrap close your cloak
So you won't be bothered by ignorant folk
Man doesn't tell me to dress this way
It's a law from Allah that I obey
Oppressed is something I am truly Not
For liberation is what I have got
It was given to me many years ago
With the right to prosper , the right to grow
I can climb mountains or cross the seas
Expand my mind in all degrees
For Allah Himself gave us LIb-Er-Ty
When He sent Islam
To You and Me