Pity me not For the clothes I wear Nor
for the scarve That covers my hair
Pity me not For my black garb
My modest air My humble heart.
Pity me not For my lack of
speech B/c my silent voice Can always find a heart to reach.
Pity me not For my Muslim name It is the sign of my honor
And the badge of my fame.
Pity me not And call me oppressed
B/c from society's norms I'm differently dressed.
Pity me not
But try to understand That I love my religion And I'm proud of who I
am!
Pity me not For following the divine way But pity those
Who have been led astray.
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Written by : Wida Kamal, USA
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