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Certificate of Excellence for my poem: Wish for Peace

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.

Wish for Peace

Shooting stars streak into the darkened sky,
The child sees the streak of light and wishes on it to fly.
Deafening silence is followed by bombings.  Try…
As they might by explosions of a deathly
Reign that attempt to hide deception vainly.

As time flows, the adult child now has the same experience
In explosions and debris leading to fear,
That shakes my protective nature for my children in dance.
The flowing steps of which are a journey to independence …

Bombs,  missiles,  guns, rifles, tanks, drones,
So many more tools of today and of yore
Have been used to claim land that is not your.
We fight the other, who fights underhandedely,

By pitting family and kin on opposing sides,
Corrupting those in power, fueling their zeal
For even greater superiority on those weaker.
Fowler measures are taken and the torturer

Brings blood to the fore, enjoying his demonic
Need for supremacy over those only praying
For survival,  peace, health,  and prosperity.

What cleanses the masochist’s need for power,
Striving to worsen the pain for all, in order
To hold down the fort on the throne of the prevailer
Who siphons the people’s money for him to be wealthier.

When will we break this cycle of corruption,
Starvation,  enslavement,  fraud, degradation,
And immortality?  Where does the negation
Of super powers leave us? In constant vibration

Not knowing where the next blow will drop from,
Nor what lifestyle will be adopted in th coming storm.
Living in th ‘twilight zone ‘ is very unnerving,
People live on stress and adapting.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

This poem is also in the print magazine,  Petal Projections issue 8.

My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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By Malakkc

i'm a survivorof 2 civilwars, Ghana, Lebanon, all before the age of 11. The result was immigration to 3 continents as a teen, which leaves an influence upon the soul that cries out for justice. My poetry and writing reflect that and more.

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