Sunday, July 01, 2007

To a non-Muslima

When you look at me
All that u can see

is the scarf that covers my hair

My words you can't hear

because you're too full of fear,

Mouth gasping, all you do is stare

You think it's not my choice

in your own "liberation" rejoice.

You think I'm uneducated,

trapped,oppressed & subjucated,

You're so thanksful that you're free

But non-muslim women you're got it wrong

You're the weak & I'm the strong.

For i've rejected the trap of man.

Fancy clothes - low neck ,short skirt

those are devices for pain & hurt

I'm not falling for that little plan.

I'm a person with ideas & thought.

I'm not for sale I can't be bought.

I'm me - not a fancy toy.

I won't decorate anyone's arm,

nor be promoted for my charms.

There is more to be than playing coy.

Living life as a balancing game - mother,daughter

wife, nurse, cleaner, cook,lover

and still bring home a wage.

Who thought up this modern "freedom"?

Where can love'em & man can leave'em.

This is not free, but life in a cage

Always jumping to a male agenda

competing on his terms.

No job share,

no creche facilitie,

no feeding and nappy changing amenities

no time off for menstrual pain,

"hormones" they laugh "what a shame"

No equal pay equal skill

your job they can always fill

No promotion unless you're sterilised

No promotion unless you're sexually terrorised

And this is liberation?

Non-Muslim women you can have your life.

Mine - it has less strife.

I cover & i get respected,

surely that's to be expected

for I won't demean the feminine,

I won't live to male criterion,

I dance to my own tune

and I hope you see this very soon.

For your own sake - wake up and use your sight.

Are you so sure that you are right?

From A muslim Women

Your sister in Islam (*-*) Maryam-Zulaikha

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