An Unparalleled Love

A poem I wrote two years ago for an English class. Inspired by Common's I Used To Love H.E.R.

I fell in love with her. I was a victim to her beauty. She stood firm by her beliefs and values, while others around her fell. I felt as if every moment I spent with her was not enough. She completed me and always made me happy. I began to understand the meaning of life with her. I loved her so much but, things quickly began to change. She began to be misinterpreted, and was too weak to her let her voice be heard. Her image was being tampered by the people that surrounded her. She was torn in two horrible extremes. Until finally one day her exploitation finally reached its peak; she was raped. She lost her soul and meaning. Her cries of pain and anguish were hidden by deceit and lies. To this day she is being exploited and abused. For you see, I wasn’t talking about a girl, I was talking about my religion, Islam.

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