The Beauty of Hejab.

So this is a poem that my friend wrote. I hope you all like it because I know I'm in love with it! I helped her out with a couple of the lines towards the ends too ;). Anyway, read it and share your thoughts!

The Beauty of Hejab


It seems that many are no longer aware
Of the purpose of the hejab they are meant to wear
They've been convinced its a sign of their oppression
From their violent religion, that spreads only aggression
Takes away their freedom of physical expression
Demeans them to a level of being  man's posession
Rooted in a culture of backwards regression
So let me clarify, because class is in session
Hejab is nothing like what you may have come to know
It's as pure as the whitest of winters snow
It's not opression, it is in fact liberation
From the standards of society, from the eyes of a nation
Driven only by superficial temptation
Heading only for moral degradation
And as blatant as this seems, eventual damnation
So then why Muslim women cover should be blatantly clear
We do not cover simply out of fear
In fact, we cover out of respect
So the assumption that we are oppressed is simply not correct
We prefer to be judged on not our bodies but our mind
Towards intelligence, spirtuality, and kindess we are inclined
So let's talk about freedom, because no one is more free
Then someone willingly choosing to be God's devotee
To be a walking symbol of islam each and every day
Despite what her family or society has to say
So, so what if you can't see her hair?
Her beauty isn't for all of mankind to share
From outer appearances and judgements she is liberated
From being seen as an object she will never be violated
Yet, I still find it Ironic how people have imagined
That when a woman is covered her freedom is challenged
Beauty isn't in your hair or in your mini-skirt
it's not in your tight jeans or your strapless shirt
It's in the efforts that on humanity you exert
However in the sad world of today
People don’t want to hear what you have to say
They just want to see a pretty face
That sits  on an alluring body  and a mind that goes to waste
They claim women should be seen, and not heard
Like inferiors we have unknowingly been turned
Expected to flaunt and reconstruct ourselves
To be placed on society’s “Mindless and Self-Deprecated” shelves
So, if you call piety oppression well than that's fine by me
Guess I'm as "oppressed" as oppressed can be

-Susu M7moud