Bismillahirrahmaanirraheem.
Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullah.
[this is the poem that I said I wanna post as a continuity of the previous entry ^-^ ]
a quite simple yet meaningful ;)
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What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see someone limited, or someone free?
All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they cant see my hair
Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and unliberated
They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain 'free'
Well free isn't exactly the word that I would have used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused
They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn't my choice
They think that hood makes me look caged
That my brothers or dad are totally outraged
All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear
Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the ONE up above
On the Day of Judgment they will be the fools
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules
Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty
See, I have declined from being a guys toy
Because I wont let myself be controlled by a boy
Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren't busy looking at my behind
Hooded girls are the ones really helping the Muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me
We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt
So you see, we are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated
We are the ones that are free and pure
Were free of STDs that have no cure
So when people ask you how you think about the hood
Just sum it up by saying, baby, its all good!
Tak tahu siapa penulis asal..dapat masa di KMB dulu ;) copy paste je~ Exam mode lagi..
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Ighfirlana ya Allah..
We seek forgiveness of Allah and we turn (repentant) to You . Grant us Your rahmah (mercy) and shafa’at (intercede)... Show us the straight way, the way of those on whom You has bestowed Your Grace, those whose (portion) is not wrath, and who go not astray. Ameen ya Rabb..
Allahua'lam.
~don't judge from the past.
Salam..
ReplyDeleteI like the poem..minta izin copy ye..Makasih
Wa'alaikumsalam wbt..
ReplyDeletesy pun suka jugak poem ni~
sila2.. :)
ilmu sama2 dikongsi ;) moga bermanfaat utk org lain juga ^-^