Rid of modesty.
Everybody’s sweat touches one another’s;
Accidental intimacy.
Benches, turned backs, the embarrassment suffered
By physicality: stray hairs, blotched skin bare.
Discarded uniforms and head-scarves.
Undiscovered, proud, cowering under God’s glare.
Femininitys enthralling dark hair, the undeserved shame.
Shaved especially for showcase, the mirror’s stare.
Body can’t be politics or blame,
Hormones, competition, bones under the bed, sick in the sink.
Modest or exhibitionist, know this: your body is not their game.
puttingthedogtosleep 
How true a thing this pIece of observation is, I hope it gets read widely. D.
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Thank you! I went to secondary school where the majority of students were Muslim and I wanted to write something about the conflicting experiences of being a Muslim woman living in our over-sexualised culture :o)
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You did a very good job, these things should be faced and challenged if needed; we all have to live in the world somehow.
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Reblogged this on The Awkward Boyfriends.
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