Young Muslim Girl

She walks with her head held high
Her gait full of swagger
Feeling on top of the world
She’s looks HOT and she knows it
Her attire leaves little to the imagination
This young, Muslim girl

She prances about
Enjoying all the male attention she is getting
Laughing sexily at this
Gesturing alluringly at that
Oh how she is enjoying this
This young, Muslim girl

Outwardly she looks confident
But deep inside she knows she’s in the wrong
Trapped by peer pressure
For, even though she conforms with her peers
That sense of belonging brings her no tranquility
This, young Muslim girl

O, my young Muslim girl
Why do you follow the ways of the ignorant ones?
Do you not see why the hijab was prescribed?
To honor you and to protect you
To lift you up and place you high above all others
Because that is where you truly belong


O my young Muslim girl
You are a jewel, meant to be cherished
You are a pearl, meant to be treasured
You’re worth more than gold
Let your allure and your charm
Be for just that one man...
                             Aishatou Dahiru