Just For Islam .

Staring out the window looking across the horizon
There she was, thinking about what she did wrong, ponderin'
Thinking about her lonely life. how her soul's
tortured by the effect of discrimination, made her food bowl
empty, always being rejected by the society.
No hope for her to live no job thats vacant, she's in poverty
She feels unholy, no different from the untouchables.
When she approaches kids, she get smacked by cables
Respect was no more essential, she had to live.
Clothes? Money? Family? Body? Virginity? Anything she could give.
Believe me, the reason to live was a reason to fulfil
The reason for her to live was never to kill.
She wanted to step her foot on Mecca.
This was hard, difficult for Rebecca.
A human being who decided to follow the ways of Islam.
Her family could'nt accept the fact, the girl would raise her palms
to swear that she could, and only would, be an Islam.

- YZSR