Not Just a Cloth
Surrounded by strangers I'm all alone,
My sight can't rest on the same spot,
I only wish somebody was home,
To be my shade in this town so hot.
It's not a cloth but a jewelry,
Maybe cheap but priceless in value,
Brightly lit your true beauty,
Protecting others, not only you.
Among all others you stand out,
It's easy to see a light in the dark,
I can hear clearly your silent shout,
"I'm a Muslim, in action and in heart!"