" Unveiled "
You look at me and call me oppressed ,
Simply because of the way i’m dressed ,
You know me not for what’s inside ,
You judge the clothing i wear with pride ,
My body is not for your eyes to hold ,
You must speak to my mind , not to
my feminine mold
I’m an individual , I’m no man’s slave
It’s Allah ‘s pleasure that i only crave
I have a voice so i will be heared
For in my heart i carry his word
" O ye women , wrap close your cloak , So you won’t be bothered by ignorant folk "
Man doesn’t tell me to dress this way
It’s a law from God that i obey
Oppressed is something i’m truly not
For liberation is what i’ve got
It was given to me many years ago
With the right to prosper, the right to grow
I can climb mountains or cross the seas
Expand my mind in all degrees
or God himself gave us LIB-ER-TY
When he sent Islam
To You and Me
جزاكي الله خيرا
جزاك الله خيرا