Muslim Girl

The veil hides my soul. Beauty locked in, away from prying eyes. Can you see my sadness. Can you feel my shame. I walk down the street I feel his eyes follow me. Looking at me with longing - I too long For the tender touch, just a brush past my shoulder. I feel his breath. I must run Be safe from myself and what my heart truly yearns. Lock me in my blackened cage Perish for the sins of my thoughts. I am born to serve Not to live.