Searched my whole life, day and night.
But when light shone before me,
I lost me sight, and now I'm blind.
And when truth knocked at my door,
My ears became dumb.
Now I live in darkness and silence.
Now I'm free and happy.
Did you say we are oppressed,
When in our veil, we are dressed?
When we cover ourselves from wandering eyes,
And keep our decency in front of guys,
You want to say that we are oppressed?
Women are oppressed, when you say,
I’m sure you are in ignorant way.
‘Coz my dad kisses me sweet, everyday
And say, ‘To paradise you are my way’,
For those who care for their little girls,
Allah assured them a heavenly home of pearls.
Yet you say, in Islam, we are oppressed,
When in decency we are dressed.
Who deserves the chocolate first,
If not his girls, and only then, the rest.
That’s how the Prophet did
First to the girls, and then the other kids.
But you look at our dresses
And decide, the women, Islam oppresses.
The paradise, to you, is not further
Than under the feet of your mother.
And straight to heaven, angels drag her
When in her delivery, death finds her.
Still you say, we are oppressed,
When women in Islam are greatly blessed.
Don't you know in history, when women lead war,
And they traveled fearless, near and far.
It was Islam that gave them a dignified self,
And made her proud of herself.
But you shout women are oppressed,
When in truth, in Islam, women are blessed.