Posted on Apr 8, 2022
POEM: My Hijab is my empowerment, my strength, and my honor
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PO1 William "Chip" Nagel
..."The pain that never eases when I hear the voices
They swirl around me and confine me.
The stares that never cease, the fingers pointing in my way
I try so hard to keep them at bay.
But better believe it only gets worse
When they blindly accuse me and curse.
When they call me a terrorist, when I’ve lost the most
They blame the hijab that protected me from west to coast.
"It makes me feel safe. Without it, it feels like there’s this big piece that’s missing. Like I’m missing something big, not just anything. And I can’t imagine my life without the hijab, or the scarf."
..."The pain that never eases when I hear the voices
They swirl around me and confine me.
The stares that never cease, the fingers pointing in my way
I try so hard to keep them at bay.
But better believe it only gets worse
When they blindly accuse me and curse.
When they call me a terrorist, when I’ve lost the most
They blame the hijab that protected me from west to coast.
"It makes me feel safe. Without it, it feels like there’s this big piece that’s missing. Like I’m missing something big, not just anything. And I can’t imagine my life without the hijab, or the scarf."
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