BEHIND THE VEIL
Behind the veil sits this beauty
Behind this curtain of false pretenses
She sits disillusioned
A slave blinded by the bleakness of the veil
Hounded by the norms of the society black
A child now a woman she weeps
For her predicament her gender tree deep
Lost hope of ever being free
From this veil of hypocrisy and deist
How gracefully she braces herself
Behind this veil of suffering
Subdued screams of breaking free
Erupt in the mind making the soul squeak
Poor! poor! girl behind the veil
She sits
A beauty Of un parallel substance
Crying!
Dying!
Behind the veil
Prince Miran Haider Clark Louis
Behind the veil sits this beauty
