My Hijab Poem by Oladimeji Hakeem Olayinka

My Hijab



I'm a real Muslim woman
The one that obey the rules of my unseen God
And give total submission to the prophet teaching
To wear hijab and be free from all conundrum of life

I am a real Muslim woman
My Hijab is my piety
My viel will always be on me
I am a queen, a wife of a king I'm unique and different
I don't shake my hands with strange men
My beauty will not be cheapened with worldly things
I am disciplined humbly with my dressing
I am respectful and I'm Auspiciously

This piece of cloth that cover my body is full of tranquility
A sign of total submission to my husband
I am a real Muslim woman
And I am the sacred Gold of my husband
I am not just an ornament for your eyes
I am a phenomenal Muslim woman
The one that eat only from the hands work of her husband
Uniquely as the gold which must be mined
My hijab is my piety
My hijab is my choice and my life

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