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you are precious and your are strong
!!!♥♥♥
Bus Tickets
Bus tickets to breathe on
Black plaything on the schoolyard
Eyes coated in headlights
I told Hooyo I’m coming home late and she sends me something sexist,
Women don’t hang out
Women don’t mingle on the lands where boys roam
Not with that libido of yours..
Or never mind that, not with that body of yours
Even if you’re in layers that have layers themselves
No
And women don’t have a place outside of home
but I kept my footsteps
I kept all my bus tickets
and Toronto air as my dope
Hooyo, you don’t understand, I can’t wear oppression, not in front of these men
Not in front of everyone
That’s not what my Jilbab is
With bus tickets to breathe on
Cat called, islamaphobically grabbed and whistled at
From afar to shake some devil out of me
I told him my name is not your lust
He said to me: your people don’t date? then how will you ever know what love is?
How will you ever know what it feels like to have a real man on your skin?
Of course it’s vital to know these serious matters before you…
You know,
Commit.
No woman is in need to be convinced into doing anything they don’t want to do
Like I own this choice, I own this body
But he held his ideas to me tighter than I did to my bus tickets attached to my sleeves
My anxiety shot right into my knees like vaccines I was afraid of back in 03
The same fear running up my spine
Down to an exposed ankle of mine
He doesn’t understand, I don’t want to wear lust
But every inch of me is sexualized
Bus tickets to breathe on: it doesn’t work for airport distress
And for airport distress, freedom doesn’t work overtime with flight
I wish freedom worked with my dress
It only takes one look at the airport
White and distressed, black in distressed
They dug through our humanity locked in luggage
Time bombs of agitation attached to my chest
My supplications hanging off of my voice and falling off of my dress
eyes are stressed and worry is idolized on every news station
They broadcast that Islam holds hands with the sacrilegious
That we’re out to get the world on airport visits
The religion’s got patriarchy running through its veins
Their women deprived and starved of respect in the name of God!
Beaten, battered, silenced
You see, I wouldn’t be standing here today if that were true
I wouldn’t be dressed from head to toe; besides I don’t dress for men
Or for you
But they don’t understand… none of us choose to
Wear the assimilation they need to hold conformity steady
Our bodies need more questioning
Our clothes need more searching
What are we hiding?
The corrupt needs the good old fashioned saving
In the form of cop cars and sirens off
But we’re hiding nothing
With bus tickets to breathe on
Feast your eyes on this walking contradiction
I’ve got the lust after freedom but everything’s holding my back
Locking 2 dollar prayer spots on my mind
I’m talking to God
And I’m closed in on the narrow-minded folk
Who fill the subway station with their air of question
What’s in my bag?
What’s in my bag?
Oppression, bombs, or bus tickets?
-Sundus
i had a dream last night that i was at a wedding reception in this big pretty house and tori and sundus and jo and bridget and my childhood friend aka oven kid were all there and idk who was getting married i think it was sundus?? cuz it was like a muslim wedding??? i dont remember but anyway some 12 year old tried to kiss me at the reception and i punched him out lol and then i introduced tori to oven kid and he was creepin on her ew and then we had to leave and sundus gave me some wedding jewelry or something which is supposed to be good luck wHICH I LOST but found again and also all of this took place in new york city and billie jean was one of the songs played at the wedding and i dont know it was weird
vexxd said:
wHY??? oMG WHATS THE PURPOSE OF THAT
iDK a council member from sumatra proposed that to "prevent prostitution and premarital sex" like wHAT
i know indonesia has strict moral principles but isn't the test violating moral principles like wow
but thank god the actual minister of education disagrees with it omg