Thank you for the honor and your hard work.
Through the Peephole
Her vision narrows through the arid hole
Where she sees a man atop a hill, a mole
Who helped in destruction of the earth
Turning it into a desolate world of sand whose breath
Is filled with thistly particles that engorge
The throat with thorns that need a purge
Or turn health into illness,
Living alone atop that hill in a listless
Desert reigning over despair
Knowing that he was an active pair
In the deterioration from beauty
To sandy winds that topple civility
Into dunes where prosperity
Is only for the elite, a conspiracy
That turned the world into unquestionable
Infertility, where hunger is undoubtable.
Through the peephole of her vision,
Her tears flow quenching the parched station
He stands on with the life giver, water
Raining down in a vision of fertile harvester.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
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
Poetry for Change 