This Poem is taken from a member of an Islamic Online Forum after taking her permission.
As she walks down the street
Covered from head to feet
A stranger stares at her
And they want an answer
'Why don't you be like me?
Be free and show your beauty
Let your hair feel the air
Let the world stop and stare'
The hijabi listens and gives her reply
And she tells the stranger exactly why
'I can show my hair if I want to
But I don't want to be like you.'
'I know I am beautiful and worth it
I don't need society to dictate it
To tell me how to look and act
They are only opinions not a fact'
The fact is what you see in front of you
A woman living for one thing that's true
I only live for my creator not a human being
He is my lord and creator of everything
Stranger, let me ask you a question
Why do you want all this attention?
Why do you let them cover you in powder?
Do you ever ask yourself and wonder?
You are always getting oppressed
By men that stare and are obsessed
With lust and perversion your society runs
The problems and struggles are tonnes
You try to keep up with their definition of beauty
First it's size zero and then it's size infinity
Don't worry about me marked up girl
Don't lose yourself in this filthy world
I am free because that's what I choose to be
You are what society wants you to be
I will go my way because I want to
You can live your path because you want to'