I am a piece of fabric
Or "Hijab" as i'm described
Blue Yellow and Purple
In different colors i'm designed
Worn by choice
but not by force
Not something that some may have to endorse
Some may say she's absurd
Some may say she's oppressed
But for her it's a symbol
a symbol of being blessed
She wears me for god
and not for you.
Not if you like me
or if you do
She is a jewel meant to be adored
For her to wear me is like an award.
A/N:
I know It was on Friday but still Happy late World Hijab Day
This poem is for all of those wonderful women out there who wear the hijab.
This poem in no way is to offend anyone so please if you didn't like something brush it off because it isn't meant to offend you.
And yeah have a great day/night/evening
//darkmoondays//
