Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Hijaab

I turn the corner find people looking and staring
Simply because my hair isn’t baring
I wonder why…
I then realise…

Some think I am controlled
Whilst others believe I am uneducated
I wonder why…
I then realise…

These people with these thoughts feel I have no voice
They think being hooded means I have no choice
I wonder why…
I then realise…

People whisper that I am oppressed and rejected
For they do not know I am covered and well respected!
I am not judged by how I look
But the way I speak and my conduct

So while passers by may see me as a reject
I know inside I am perfect
Raheel K, 15. Bradford

3 comments:

fatin nur hafizah said...

inspiring :)

Naila said...

Mashallah beautiful poem its true when ever I go to college everyone stares at me when I have my hijjab on I used think why they are staring at me when I was at school and it was non uniform day and I wore my hijjab and these lads at my school used to laugh at me I never knew why but after reading this poem its made me realise why people used to laugh at me thank you for this beautiful poem

ilhan said...

i looove it. MASHALLAH