My Hijab – My Identity
Written by Islamstory
There are some placesBe it
A Strange city
Or
A land over the sea
So far from home
I may be
But
Salaams flow from the lips of strangers
What a welcome familiar sound
Respect abound
I am known…
I belong…
And
Then there are places
Where people stare at me
In awe
In fear
Sometimes distrust
Or
Plain hostility
That I accept
And sometimes expect
But still undeniably
I am known…
I belong…
For better or worse
My hijab is my Identity
I did not write this poem, here is the link to where I got the poem from :
http://en.islamstory.com/my-hijab-my-identity.html
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