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Emma is a lawyer

And so is Aisha too

Colleagues going into court

At circa half past two

It's 1 o'clock right now

They grab a bite before the trial

They chat about this and that

Conversing with a smile

Aisha is in full hijab

With a loose all over suit

Emma's in her business wear

With accessories to boot

Emma's really quite bemused

At Aisha's godly ways

She looks Aisha in the eyes

And very firmly says

You're a smart girl Aisha

Why do you wear that across your hair?

Subjugated by "man"-kind

An object of despair

Take it off my sister

Let your banner be unfurled

Don't blindly follow all around

DECLARE YOUR FREEDOM TO THE WORLD

Aisha is amazed

But not the least bit shy

She bravely puts her milk shake down

And gives Emma the reply

My dear sister Emma,

Why do you dress the way you do?

The skirt you're wearing round your waist,

Is it really you?

Now that we've sat down,

I see you tug it across your thighs,

Do you feel ashamed?

Aware of prying eyes?

I see the way you're sitting,

Both legs joined at the knees,

Who forces you to sit like that?

Do you feel at ease?

I'll tell you who obliges you,

To dress the way you do,

Gucci, Klein and St. Laurent,

All have designs on you!

In the main, its men my friend,

Who dictate the whims of fashion,

Generating all the garb,

To incite the basest passion

"Sex Sells" there is no doubt,

But who buys with such great haste,

The answer is the likes of you,

Because they want to be embraced......

They want to be accepted,

On a level playing field

Sure, with brain and intellect

But with body parts revealed

Intelligence and reason

Are useful by and by

But if you want to make a mark

Stay appealing to the eye

You claim your skirt is office like

A business dress of sorts

Would we not laugh at the president

If he turned up in shorts?

His could be the poshest pants

Pinstripe from Saville Row

But walking around like that my friend

He'd really have to go

Why do you douse yourself with creams

To make your skin so milky?

Why do you rip off all your hair

To keep your body silky?

A simple shower's all you need

To stay respectable and clean

The time and money that you spend

Is really quite obscene

Why do you wake up at dawn,

To apply a firm foundation,

Topped with make up and the like,

In one chaotic combination?

And if you should have to leave the house

Devoid of this routine

Why do you feel so insecure

That you should not be seen?

Be free my sister Emma

Escape from your deep mire

Don hijab today my friend

And all Islam's attire

Avoid all those sickly stares

Or whistles from afar

Walk down the street with dignity

Take pride in who you are

Strength lies in anonymity

Be a shadow in the crowd

Until you speak and interact

When your voice will carry loud

You're a smart girl Emma

Wear this across your hair

Don't be subjugated by "man"-kind

An object of despair

To use your very words my friend

Let your banner be unfurled

Don't blindly follow all around

DECLARE YOUR FREEDOM TO THE WORLD