Do you trust me?
A poem by Meilusha Xiao Askaroff.
I’m a doctor,
I’m a surgeon,
I’m a life guard,
I’m not a burden.
To you I’m a risk,
You move to the other side of the street,
You clutch your bag when I am near,
You eyes widen when I walk into the building,
You start to sweat when you see me with a bag,
You can’t bear to look at me in my hijab.
I am a Muslim,
I was born in the UK,
Why is is still okay for me to be treated in this way?
I wish you no harm,
I don’t support what they do.
I am not a terrorist and never will be,
Nor is my family or my friends,
I really don’t like the way you treat me,
Why can’t we just make amends?
My father has a big bushy beard,
Its nothing to be feared.
We have nothing to hide,
And nothing against you.
Please think the next time you are about to offend.
We are people just like you,
We really want them to stop too.