The Veil

It can be a simple symbol of joy,

At long last the girl’s with her boy,

Their wedlock love will prevail,

Started with kiss, after lifting her veil,

Also, it can be a tool to guard,

To keep out demons who could char,

Hoping to torture us in their jail,

But in our inventory, is iron clad veil,

A piece of attire that arises mumblings,

Via the uncouth questions on Muslims,

Terrorists, not them, reduce house to shale,

So, don’t socially choke those that wear veils,

Thus, a somewhat “veil” could leave us blind,

A cloudy mental critter, that leaves us behind,

Don’t let it take over my friend, so pale

Be judicious in the way you use the veil,

The veil in view should be used wisely,

Create actions of unity that win over misery,

Is surely the way to stop continuous wails?

Of so many people who hide behind veils,

So, let it protect you without deception,

Filled with joy and conceptualisation,

Like a voyage on boat, happily sail,

With unconditional new friend, your loving veil.