

story of indepedent arabStory of Independent Arabstory of indepedent arab
I am Arab I am me I am who I am I am one girl that doesnt give a damn Yes Im Muslim and Im very proud Ill say it again clearly and loud Dont look at me and think differently Im like everyone else, working sufficiently
Forced to wear my hijab, but happy to have it worn Never regretting the day I was born Say what you want, your words wont bring me down No matter what, they wont make me frown Islam is what I believe so dont try to change me Palestinian is who I am so just let me be Allah


HopeWe all get unusual staresHope
Wondering to ourselves what it is
Is it her blue eyes?
The one over there with the blonde hair?
Maybe it's that he has dark skin
Is it that that they're always loud?
Is it because that Muslim girl wears a scarf strategically wrapped
on her beautiful hair?
Having almond shaped eyes thinking they're all the same?
Always wearing loose clothes and not tight fitting forms like all girls are expected to?
God's creation to earth yet hated by many
Asking why, why?
Wonderi


police brutalityStreet cops have always been crazy They always been crazy They always been crazy From the movies screens, to the television beams From documentaries to living reality They abusing their power, mistreating lives They telling the little ones to be scared of the light After the tremble and when the rumble is gone Our hands come together Our hands come together Our hands come together To fight for what doesnt belong Crooked cops just wont stop Pop pop And now shes gone Arent we supposed to feel safe? Nah man, instead they pushing theypolice brutality