Tribute to my father

For Father


Too often do days go by,
When your efforts are taken for granted,
Your strength and endurance tested,
Your will power challenged,

And on you move.


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Dedicated to every woman who has ever had the misfortune of being judged.

From me

I have not been deluded into thinking that
the world is at ease
I am not a barbie doll
Oh so easily pleased.

I possess a brain. Intelligence.

Which you choose to ignore,
for fear of being teased.

You judge me by my pretty clothes
As if
That’s the only thing I know
My knowledge and intellect
by you who see through blinded eyes.

My turn has arrived.
And I shall speak.

I am as free as a Fairy Flycatcher in flight
And my hijab is my soul
If I love it
Why can’t you accept it?

Aakifah Mahomed

Copyright Aakifah Mahomed 8 July 2014

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Tribute to my mother

                     For Mother

Your calloused hands waver in the bitter cold,
Under the blanket of soot coating them
And your ever smiling appearance betray your feelings of heartache of carrying the world upon your shoulders.

Tears well out of my eyes
As I realise words of gratitude have always failed me,
As they fail me now,
For it is a task to choose the perfect lot,
When none exist to do you well.

The cold no longer matters,
When your warmth fills my heart
For you are my sunshine
Radiating hope into my secluded darkness.

Mother, I now know that you know,
If and when a leaf falls,
The tree stands strong,
Even in winter
And then,
When all is thought to be lost,
Blossoms bloom the very next season.

Aakifah Mahomed

Copyright Aakifah Mahomed 21 June 2014
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