behind the veil~

Oh sister.

As your legs step over the doorstep,

You’ll cover from top to down,

Except for your face and palms,

And as you walk along the pavement,

The men glaze down deep into the ground,

With head bowing, they give highest respects to you,

People around give you space,

As you is the king they hail for,

And. there’re mouth whispers behind your back,

While some others just throw a quick glimpse,

And wonder.

Oh sister.

You’re not like the sister from the other side,

Walking naked through the crowd,

Showing her voluptuous curves to the craving ghost,

As she’s the prey for the predator,

Oh sister.

Maybe for them your veil is the oppression,

You’re nothing more than a ghostly figure,

They accuse you to be an extremist.

But my sister.

You are still walking through,

Rising your head high above,

And you hold with you firmly,

The faith behind the veil~

p/s: dedicated to all muslimah especially those in anti-Islamic country~

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