Beauty of Hijab
You look at me and call me
oppressed,
Simply because of the way I’m
dressed,
You know me not for what’s
inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with
pride,
My body’s not for your eyes to
hold,
You must speak to my mind, not
my feminine mold,
I’m an individual, I’m no mans
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,
You look at me and call me
oppressed,
Simply because of the way I’m
dressed,
You know me not for what’s
inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with
pride,
My body’s not for your eyes to
hold,
You must speak to my mind, not
my feminine mold,
I’m an individual, I’m no mans
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,