Oh you, beloved child
Forever wishing to be anyone
But yourself
Forever wishing to exist outside of this body
Unaware of how the light of the Divine surrounds you
Radiates from you
You were born clothed in excellence and in beauty
In beauty
They tell you that you must love yourself
But this is something unknown to you
How can you love
Such a thing
When you have only ever been taught to greet your reflection with a mouth full of hate
You believe the lie
that your worth resides in the eyes of those
that tell you beauty is light skin, straight hair
Thin nose, blue eyes
All you see is what you are not
Don’t you see how self harm takes many forms
Beyond a blade meeting skin
But just as sharp
“What an injustice” say your limbs
Pleading for you to accept them
To finally move like this body was made to fit
Like you own it
How can i love myself, you ask
As if it is among the secrets of the universe
But i must ask you,
How can you not
How can you live a life as your own enemy
When you were never created to be the cause of your own destruction
Sit with yourself
Finally,
And confront the person you are constantly running away from
Ask what you have been yearning to hear
How long have you been neglecting your heart
When it has been beating love songs
Just for you
All these years
Ask it
Are you comfortable in this body?
Sit with yourself
Finally,
And teach the different parts of you –
Forgotten and folded for the convenience of others –
To get along
Why do you carry the opinions of others as if they sustain you
Like water
When they are, in truth, nothing more
Than dust
You are living for yourself
For yourself
So value each breath
As If blown directly from God
And soak in your achievements
Rather than drown in your failures
Failure, though bitter
Produces the sweetest and most precious of fruits
Feed yourself the wisdom learnt in patient struggle
Reflect and see how strong you are
Know that forgiveness must extend to the one who gives it
As you give, so should you receive
You have grown learning to serve God and His creation
Whilst forgetting that you too are a soul created
Just as deserving of love
Just as deserving of joy
So indeed, you must tend to this body of yours
And think why you so readily give everything
To fill the belly of those
That never stopped to think
That you too, must eat
This is how self love is a form of worship
To truly love the Divine,
You must have divine love of self
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Siddiqa Ojali Yusuf is a student, passionate about activism and portraying the black muslim woman narrative through poetry and writing. Her work explores the different layers to her own identity and the experience of growing up assimilating into British society, coping with the pressure to step away from her heritage and culture. She writes about spirituality and how, through faith, we can begin our journey back to ourselves and connect to our roots. More of her work can be found on Instagram @melaninmodesty