The Girl with The Mask
I know I know, it’s been a while! But insha’Allah pray I’m able to come up with something awesomely inspiring, regularly! I’m sure a lot of you have read this story on Facebook, thought I’d make a poem out of it. Took the Idea from a poem of Ammar! Check out his poetry at iamammar.com :)
I heard a story, quite odd if you ask;
About a girl who used to wear a cloth as a mask;
After picking up groceries, like on any average day
She went to the counter, asking how much she had to pay
The Muslim girl on the counter thought the Niqabi was an Arab too;
Having “modern” attire, she didn’t know what to do;
Making bill for the sister, she suddenly threw a tantrum
We’re here for trade, not to show our history or religion
If you want to practice this, then go back to your dominion!”
On this the Niqabi stopped putting grocery in her bag;
Islam was something about which she would brag;
She removed her veil and to the girl’s surprise,
The face behind the mask was of a blonde with blue eyes;
“I’m not an Arab!” she said, “I was born and bred in France!
Who wouldn’t practice Islam, if they ever got this golden chance?
You Muslims sold your religion, and we bought it from you!
For Allah does say
About those who don’t obey
That “If you turn away, HE will replace you
By another people, and they will not be like you.” (47:38)”