Poetry: Bang!

“Bang!”
Was how racism sounded like
When the paintball gunshot at its aim.
But it hit the wrong people physically.
However, It hit me emotionally and mentally.
I was wearing my hijab.
A piece of cloth covered me,
and told the world to
listen instead of stare,
understand instead of criticizing,
and take me as a mind instead of a body.
For a lot of reasons, I have been away from everything.
I have been constantly searching for myself amidst all of this chaos.
I have questioned myself far way harder than usual.
I have been on the verge of hitting rock bottom.
But I continue to strive and fight to win this battle.
For the blessing that you are,
I thank Allah for His generosity.

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