The veiled woman
Alone she walks the roads
With eyes only to see
The guys look attentively
Is she pretty?
Is she a terrorist?
Is she the woman a man desires?
Is she the destroyer of everything?
It is hard to know
When you see one walking near
The religion telling her to cover up
Less exposure less crimes of the flesh
It is the imagination
Running wild in the mind
Of guys sitting or walking near
Trying to unfold what she wants to hide
One never knows
Unless one tries
The veiled woman
She brings mystery
Of the daily lives
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