Freedom Again
he said mocking me, they knew the meaning of it.
They knew I was a Muslim. They knew it was a necessity. Yet, they did this.
I fell to the ground my long honey hair falling from the bun.
I tried to yank the scarf from his feet, but I couldn't.
Many took off there phones recording the whole thing. While I was numb.
I deceived my god. everyone saw me and my hair.
everyone was laughing when I finally succeed to pull the scarf away from his feet, it dirty stained with dirt.
I pulled on my head, standing only to look at Tania, a smug look on her face.
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