Freedom Fighter

She walks easily
hijab swirling
in a breezy London park
her gaze straight ahead
on the angry back of a husband

An Islamic possession
she quietly knows
that her cover-up
is as useless as its irony
as her eyes catch mine

and I stop and imagine
dark nipples and smooth legs
as she moves away
female and hidden
in that oppressive black.
And her Nike trainers.