At the peak of my womanhood I felt weak and incomplete,
My body yearned for attention and my soul sought constant validation.
Growing insecurities stripped away my sanctity and made me feel empty.
I tried every trick in the devil’s book to get a few admiring glances,
And lo! Got more than what I wished for and was badgered with lusty advances.
Modesty, honor and self-esteem were all sold for a paltry price,
My defiance to the Creator had thrust me into an abyss of vice.
After years of willed worldly slavery,
I turned to Him for solace and was enveloped by His infinite Mercy.
With gumption and grit I battled my inner turmoil.
And reclaimed my honor and finally obeyed His order.
I pulled my veil over and stepped out with grace,
As I bid adieu to my fashion obsessed days.
Snide remarks and hate comments, I brushed them aside,
Self-liberated I walk now with a feeling of pride.
Call me a ninja or loathe me at first sight,
Dare to pull my veil off and watch me transform into a dark knight.
My Hijab represents my identity and sets me apart from the crowd,
Without a shadow of doubt, will be happy to breathe my last in it and make it my shroud!