Thank you, administrators, for the accolade. Your hardwork is highly appreciated.
HomeLess
What’s a home?
Who defines it?
Does it need a roof on it?
Can’t I live in the street and call it home?
Yes, my home is any corner
Empty, that I can rest my back
And see any danger coming to strike
A chord of fear in me, as I lay in my corner.
Passersby don’t even acknowledge
My existence, they’re either isolated
With earbuds in their own world,
Or checking their emails, too busy to see and acknowledge
That some humans can’t live in a box
Of walls, as their mental health prevents
Them from accepting the quietude whose costs
To them is too high for them to stay in the box.
Look at the elderly man sitting quietly
In the corner street, as next time he may
Not be there to greet you. His sad smile will flay
Your heart with its resounding might, quietly
Searching for the next meal from a compassionate
Soul who realizes that this HomeLess man
Needs help, but pride has cost him his pen
That wrote his story of a society that’s not compassionate.
©️ 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 