Her hijab is red, her words are stained, her apparition is blurred!

She was ripped, they said ‘she ripped’
She was torn, they said ‘she tore’
She was left with nothing but her faith, they said ‘she took everything with her faith’

She was muted, they spoke her
She was chained, they presented her
She was killed, they lived her

Unless she flew herself, the skies remained alien
Unless she penned herself, the words kept haunting
Unless she spoke herself, her stories kept hiding

Alas, All that left was, the unspoken tales and outlived cries!