The Muslim Woman 'Unveiled'

THE MUSLIM WOMAN 'UNVEILED'

You look at me and call me oppressed,
Simply because of the way I'm dressed,
You know me not for whats inside,
You judge the clothing I wear with pride,
My body's not for your eyes to hold,
You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mould,
I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave,
Its Allah's pleasure that I only crave,
I have a voice so I will be heard,
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 does not tell me to dress this way,
Its 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,
For God himself gave us LIB-ER-TY,
When He sent Islam, to you and me.

What would you do?

What do you do?
What do you do when you exist in two people?
Apposing eachother?
Hating eachother?
Ignoring eachother?
Running away from eachother?
What do you do?

What do you do?
When these two are you?
Locked and chained,
Inside your body?
Well, thats how I feel.

Confused, yet certain
Loved yet hated
Admired yet debated
Expired and unrelated

What would you do?
Dont understand?
Dont know?
Its summer, but looks like snow
Its love but looks like hate
Its me but looks like him

The other person
Locked inside
No more hide and seek
I have found him
Now release

What would you do?
Accept it?
Fake it?
Leave or take it?

Confused?
Time to difuse?
What would you do?

You want answers?
The the fountain is there,
Thirsty?
Go back to the source

What would you do?
Quench the thirst?
Be the first?
Feeling last?
Theres hope?

What would you do?
Wait for the last gasp?

Well, grasp this.
What would you do?!

A. Tzortzis