I want to embody beauty through religion
When the world looks at me with criticisms, profiling and ignorance
My light will shine and the world will have to see my colors
from my cloth kept close around me
shielding the bareness of mans temptation
My body, my hair a mystery surpassing all riddles
The beauty, I hide is long forgotten
Un-cherished, de-purified, anti-modest
I wear not what lay bear my skin
For an invitation for both men and women to sin
A protection of the merciless eyes and attention
By those who fear no reprimand for satisfied desires
So do not call me oppressed, forced or abused
Because it is the beauty of religion I chose
The freedom of religion you say is for all
But when my sisters express their right
This "Land of the free" demand we "Take that thing off"
"That thing" that should be constitutionally protected
Is America's only exception of what is accepted
So once again, hear me right
I chose my faith with no forced might
Cause I am the beauty of what you forgot
I am religion, the real beauty and that's what I was taught