Poem: Burkha (Hijab)
Lord, my friend does not wear a burkha
She says, those who are faithful
They never look at a woman with evil eyes
They gaze only with Allah's pure eyes
Only the lechers and unfaithful shout for burkha.
Let Allah put a blindfold on their impure sight.
What is your judgment?
Look, the tailor eagerly waits your answer
Crafty business plans: he waits with scissors and cloth
Waiting to turn on the sewing machine at your order.
Think it over, not bad-- this idea of mine
Men wearing sharp clothes, all the airs
Even a prayer cap.
But the imbecile walks with a black blindfold
In the streets, not a burkha in sight
But people easily see
Who is the lecher and who is the faithful.
- Farhad Mazhar