Hidden Wounds

She met him at work
She knew about his religion
That didn't concern. 

Got to know each other fast
Not long until they took 
The Nikah contract
The Shahada was first
Little did she know
It couldn't be reversed. 

He treated her like a princess before
If only she'd have known
What was in store. 

She wanted to please
Try as she might
She couldn't conceive. 

A woman who bears children
Is my right
I am taking another wife

She couldn't comprehend
Didn't want to complain
But over time
Her jealousy
She couldn't contain. 

Look this for you
I should not need to explain.

Men are in charge of women
I provide for you
That is the condition.

I have enough wealth
You and my other wives
Are my tilth
I will take my due
Or maybe four.

Being worth half of me
That is my reward.

These are the terms
Be disobedient
The Angels,
On you
They will curse. 

Can't we just go back to the way it was? 

This is not for us to choose
This is from God.

From this day forth
Don't go to work
Put this on
And don't answer the door.

He threw over the Niqab 

From this day
You ask to go outside
Your chaperone will be Fyad.

What if I want to go to the shops,
Or the mosque? 

Women are better at home
You follow the rules
You pay
The cost.

This is not what we planned...
Please I don't understand!

He grabbed her hair

Let Go!

It was then

He struck the first blow
He didn't stop there
He ripped at her clothes
He took his rightful share.

Afterwards she wept
Nobody knew
The depth,

About the cuts and bruises
They thought she was ok
They just assumed
But under the veil
They couldn't see,

Her hidden wounds

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