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Jumzee Mercurial
Student @ Gss wuse zone 3
Student @ Gss wuse zone 3
THE WOMAN BECOMING
<p>I want a heart that bows to Allah,</p><p>A soul that finds its peace in prayer,</p><p>And a life that makes my faith apparent.</p><p><br/></p><p>I want to rise without losing myself,</p><p>To build a life these hands can call their own,</p><p>And wear my independence like a crown.</p><p><br/></p><p>Let not the eyes of strangers steer me,</p><p>Nor the hunger for applause consume me,</p><p>I have a future that deserves my focus.</p><p><br/></p><p>There is a melody my soul remembers,</p><p>Islamic music, the passion I hold dear,</p><p>A path I pray will take me somewhere beautiful.</p><p><br/></p><p>Let my growth be more than what they see,</p><p>Let my values live beneath my victories,</p><p>And let my faith outlive my fame.</p><p><br/></p><p>I want my family to look at me one day,</p><p>And find their silent prayers standing before them,</p><p>A dream Allah allowed to breathe.</p><p><br/></p><p>I am young, still learning how to fly,</p><p>Yet even I marvel at the ground I've crossed,</p><p>Alhamdulillah, I did not walk alone.</p><p><br/></p><p>There was a time this distance seemed impossible,</p><p>Now yesterday watches me from far behind,</p><p>And gratitude is all my heart can offer.</p><p><br/></p><p>For what is success if I lose my soul?</p><p>What is a crowd if I cannot face myself?</p><p>What is being loved if I abandon who I am?</p><p><br/></p><p>They may preserve my face in photographs,</p><p>Let my laughter travel through their videos,</p><p>Yet time will teach those memories to fade.</p><p><br/></p><p>The world will bloom when I am absent,</p><p>The sun will rise without asking for me,</p><p>So I must learn to stand within my solitude.</p><p><br/></p><p>I am not here to be everybody's favourite,</p><p>I am here to become the woman I envision,</p><p>To know my worth without a witness.</p><p><br/></p><p>My dreams are woven with faith and purpose,</p><p>With a family's pride and a passion pursued,</p><p>With a future I refuse to trade for attention.</p><p><br/></p><p>And when the years have softened my footsteps,</p><p>May I look back with tears of gratitude,</p><p>And whisper, *Ya Allah, You brought me this far.*</p>
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