Her long, thick brown hair…

Falling against her back…

Her long, thick brown hair

Falling against her back

Her tan bronze skin

Shining in the sunlight

With baby soft curves

What happens when she steps outside?

She becomes nothing but a shadow ghost

Nothing more than a lady

In a Hijab is what they thought

But she holds her head up high

As she walks down the streets

She sees men whistling at their girls

What do they think that women are?

A piece of meat waiting to be inspected?

She feels so bad for them

But as she walks into her husband arms

Her partner

Her one and only love

Her husband

She becomes transformed

Into her beautiful self

For only his eyes to see….