Poem by guest writer Muhammad Aiman Azlan.

Your Hijab, My Shield

Muhammad Aiman Azlan

Surrounded by strangers I’m all alone,
My sight can’t rest on the same spot,
I only wish somebody was home,
To be my shade in this town so hot.

It’s not a cloth, rather a piece of jewelery,
Maybe cheap but priceless in value,
Brightly lights your true beauty,
Protecting others, not only you.

Among all others you stand out,
It’s easy to see a light in the dark,
I can hear clearly your silent shout,
“I’m a Muslim, in action and in heart!”

Driving on this long winding road,
It looks straight when you take the wheel,
I know then, that I can take this load,
Because your hijab, is my precious shield.